the wheels slice thru the blacktop like butter the wind runs past my face like I'm traveling forward in time but time stand still I'm leaning in the speed increases I snicker when I say I can do this with my hands tired behind my back because they are fingers locked my eyes water as I start to head downhill my speed increases even more I then lean the board and my body I go all in for the slide of a life time but there's to much wobble, I fall half way into the slide but no worries I get up dust off wipe the blood and climb to the top again.

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