i see snow spinning around my head and i can smell the river , and then i hear a soft wuh-wuumph and the tanker jumps about two feet into the air , followed by a gorgeous blossoming fireball that reflects off the falling snow , a mini universe of tiny suns shimmering , and now i 'm up and chugging up the hill , my team nowhere in sight , and i can feel the heat against my left cheek as i come even with the truck , which is still in one piece , the tank intact .