At times when things were bad at home or when life wasn't seeming too fine, I'd get the hell out of dodge with my skateboard by my side. My stuntwood was the solution to all the problems when friends were away. I hoped things would get better, they'd just have to. I'd just smile and laugh because the speed felt so good. nowadays I see that different problems continue to pound my head and never seem to get easier but my skateboard and that good feeling will always stay.
