I'm resting fiercely.
I think that the collarbone should be glued together, but I'm resting violently!
For the time being, I don't really feel that it works, but I go through oxygen capsules.
There is nothing else to do.
So, on the way back, I flew a radio-controlled helicopter that I was secretly addicted to at Poser's (FC company).
Someday I want to go around as much as a helicopter propeller.
My dream as a snowboarder is to jump, spin around to the point of buoyancy, and fly back to the starting point without landing.
The trick name is also decided.
The name is
"Front side 36000 mute grab / sec"
100 revolutions per second.
