There’s no way the MX98 should ski as well as it does, which is just about perfectly.

First of all, there’s its baseline, which is as traditional as turkey at Thanksgiving in a category overrun with tofu-loving, New Age rockered tips and tails.  How can it smear across the broken snow that is the expected diet of this category?  While we’re posing the question, the MX98 is already gone for it doesn’t care about the question, the answer or any doubts about its capabilities.  Just watch me, says the MX98.  Try to keep up.

Every other ski in this genre makes some effort to be lighter.  Ha, snorts the MX 98, flexing its Titanal abs, each .5mm thick. Skis with a 27m turn radius can’t be capable of short turns, can they?  Just watch, says the MX98, and dammit if it can’t do those, too. Every other ski in the All-Mountain West world makes some accommodation for new snow conditions in addition to its girth.  The MX98 regards such concessions as a sign of weakness.  When it finds two feet of cut-up crud in its path, it simply blasts it out of the effing way.

Just about every tester who tried the MX98 over the last two seasons has begged for a pair on his test card, in pleading, I’ll-do-anything tones, as if we possessed the power to grant their wishes.  We’ll be happy to plead your case, gentlemen… as long as we get a pair first.  Yeah, they’re that good.