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(5) Down in Strongsville you speed down a frozen path over and over with pals, flying into the face of the bitter winter wind at some 50 mph. The eyes water, the snot freezes, the smile beams. After a couple of hours the crew is exhausted but happy. Now it's time for some post-toboggan beverages and a snack. Do you...
Head to Fat Heads. (Turn to page 8)
Head to Market Garden. (Turn to page 9)