Above: Robin front feebles a spot that strangely just seemed to disappear one day.
I want to go skating so bad, but my hand still feels like it's trying to grow new bones straight up through my palm. Lately I find myself watching a lot of skate videos and daydreaming about tricks I want to try. However, I've noticed these flights of fancy are getting more and more unrealistic, considering my complete lack of skill level. But, I guess, who wants to dream about 50-50 stalls on parking blocks. Actually, even that sounds pretty fun at this point. "Big-flip to 50-50 stall. Yeah, I could do that."
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