charlie, backlip. tried this trick like a million times with everyone hassling him to hurry up so that we could leave. finally, he pulls it but rolls away fakie-on accident, which i think is even gnarlier. that's charlie for ya.
chris, feeble. we found this spot roaming around south beach on our boards one day. the beach gets fucking crowded and traffic is so shitty that we often just park somewhere and cruise the city looking for things. after someone spotted this, everyone went over for a closer look only to find out that where you pop there's a metal box with sharp edges pointing straight at your face. chris was the only one who manned up; he did this feeble pop-out just for the hell of it. we had no camera and i don't think he knew i was taking a picture.
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