ABOUT ROME SNOWBOARDS
You know the feeling.
The one you get when you watch it dumping in a street light. The one you get when leaves start changing colors. Or the one you get when you strap in with a mob of friends.
Or maybe the one you get when you are woken up by a snow plow at 5:00 am. The one you get the first morning in September when you can see your breath. Or the one that courses through you while you wait for the lift to open on a pow day.
Or the one you get looking down from first chair a little while later.
Yeah, that one.
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