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Another derby days story: my freshman year/pledge semester there was an obstacle course. The finish was to pick up a whipped cream plate, run a couple yards and hit one of your coaches with the "pie." While others just kinda brushed the plate up against the coachs' faces, I ended up smacking my coach senseless and the plate stuck to his face for a little while. The sound the plate hitting his face echoed in the courtyard we were in.
I've also been the "tricycle" leg of relays.
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