There is no greater guilty pleasure than the slam section. Watching other people hurt themselves just seems to appeal to some dark inner instinct, like rubbernecking at the scene of a motorway pile-up. For proof, look no further than the many snowboard crashes on YouTube, most of which have received millions more views than the landed tricks. Or just watch any episode of You’ve Been Framed.

Filmmakers have appreciated this fact for years, which is why any given shred flick includes plenty of bails. Slams demonstrate three things: that riders are mortal (cos they too can fuck up), that riders are hard (cos they get up and try again) and that riders are mental (cos they tried board sliding that 20 kink rail covered in razor wire in the first place).

Sometimes, though, a slam is so toe-curlingly nasty that you’re forced to watch through your hands and the enjoyment goes completely. At that point you feel very guilty indeed. I always remember a Dave Downing crash from Notice to Appear where he comes up short on a park jump, bounces off the deck– presumably blowing out his knee – and is screaming in agony before he’s even touched the ground again. Ouch.

As for the coolest slam section of all time? We’re plumping for the one with all the machine gun and bomb noises that make it look like the riders are being blown up. Can’t for the life of us remember the movie! Anyone..?