I'm standing in a puddle, shod in skis…

Closed the season today. Finally, a little adventure happened – barely missed a guy, descending in front of me. I overclocked, and jumped from a small springboard – and he was poorly visible under the dais, and made the descent trajectory more sweeping, I saw it, when I flew up and it was too late to change anything. Milliseconds before it would have hurt worse and worse, and yes – a blow with a ski stick fell on the area of ​​the nose bridge covered with a mask, shattered outer lens, the fall, and congress on the stomach. For the first time this winter. Main – everyone is safe and sound.