I didn't get to run the course that was set-up after travelling almost out of the city to skate after a long day of work because, just as I get there and start skating up the street, some douchebag sprayed all our cones with his riced up mazda douche-coupe... THREE TIMES. Claiming the lives of 4 or 5 of Claude's cones I think. On the third round, we had picked up most of the cones, and I was walking up the hill, this car swerves into the oncoming lane (same car) and tries to run me down! as soon as he swerves back (I didn't move) I throw my board at his car hoping to truck f#@k his paint job (at that point I wasn't thinking of license plates) but unfortunately he was going a good click and I didn't hit him.
So we all go and grab a bite to eat at the local burger place, wondering if we should go to the police and if they would do anything about it. I'm a pretty mellow dude, and at this point I'm pretty much over the attempted vehicular manslaughter and just want to skate. Unfortunately almost everyone else (Dasha, Ramón, Eric and Elliot) are ready to call it quits except for Justin. Justin and I decide to mission out from the middle of nowhere, way north-east in Toronto, down Yonge St. to downtown. It was a wicked skate, until I hit a massive rock of salt at an intersection, ate it, and sent my board, (a Skurf that Rob had generously lent to me to get my wiggle on) straight into the intersection, watching in horror as a turning car slowly and painfully ran over it with both wheels, delamming the back end of the Skurf and bending the crap out of one of my axles on the brand new airflow that I had just procured 3 days earlier.
I'm not upset about the truck, (though I am about the board because it isn't mine and Rob lending his Skurf to me meant deal to me and I know he loves that board) just the whole night in general.
In the end though, me and Justin skated about 2 hours, pumping around talking and it was honestly some of the best skating I've done in ages.
Not sure if this is really the place to vent this, but there you are.
Claude if you read this, I'm sorry about your cones, I don't know what we could have done, some people are just epic assholes.
Oh, and I apologize for the run on sentences, I suppose it's the unintended bi-product of piss & vinegar.
Fruits of my labour:
- Z