Sooo... here's how it goes.
Skating at 4:15 in the morning = major fun.
Skating the downhill on W. Washington in the black black night = majorly scary.
Hitting a very large crack in the road + flying off of the board + skidding across the ground and rolling for a little bit = me feeling like a man!
I realized as I was going that I had never
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