You know when you want to go skating, but there are alarm bells going off in your head screaming, "You're going to hurt yourself! You're going to hurt yourself!" I mean, you go anyway, but those bells are always wailing away in the background, until you finally and inevitably hurt yourself. That's the kind of day I had today. I showed up at the park having not quite decided if I was actually going to stop and get out of the car. But it was awesome. There were maybe ten guys at the park and I either knew them or they were all cool. Even the uncomfortably hyped guy. You know, the guy who's so hyped on skateboarding that it borders on homeless person lunacy. Super good day ... until my board karate chopped my achilles yet again.
Shane's Barlow's backlip wasn't there, but it's sick. This guy's been killing it.
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