The bus smashed into me and broke both my legs, both my arms, and two of my vertebra. Well, it should have. Somehow, the bus missed me. But I wake up in the night sometimes and have to check to see if my vetebra are broken. But I learned a lesson there too.
Cars are the number one danger.
Once you've got your form down, and you've gotten your friends stoked on freebording too, you can open your own night slope and chairlift. Find the best and smoothest hill around. Take turns driving the car behind everyone, with the headlights shining the way and guarding the riders from cars behind. The sport of freebording is young. It's not one bit touched by corporate money hounds trying to milk children of their lunch money.