Roads. The backbone of the world - the keeper and controller of the automobile. They serve a great purpose - truly a very smart, logical invention. The son of the path and track.
Oh yeah, and they hurt like fuck. Hard surface and what not.
Exeter RD (oh yeah, so you know it? Mad), is quite the steep road to be honest. Going down it, during the day, on a long board was not my smartest move.
I came from the top, all the way to the bottom! Well, that's a lie, I was very close, but not quite the bottom.
Actually let me just summarise it.
Road.
Speed (lol, two meanings?).
Car.
Gravel rash, cuts, bruises, blood and pain.
A shopping trolley.
SOUNDS LIKE A GOOD DAY FOR AIDAN.
Mum always said I'd be popular - I mean cars even hit on me.
I am bandaged and in pain still...but you know? Trying that shit again when I am better.
Happy Anthony? I TOLD THE WORLD ABOUT MY CRASH.
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