Found a baseball bat out in the woods and proceeded to hit rocks into the river. I was out skating with some dudes and they were buggin out at the noise of the metal bat launching the rocks, a high pitched CHINK, like the tiniest gun shooting a shitty bell. Skating takes a zen-like state where you absolutely CAN NOT be thinking, but you have to be extremely focused. My buddy Joe was convinced that I would hit a rock right when he was trying to wind up for his tricks. He wound up getting his though, a switch kickflip over a little gap to manual. Very good Joe! All I could muster was an ollie manual, but it was my first time boarding in a year and a half or so. I was just happy to have not turned an ankle. Fun day!

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