I just discovered the location of a local bike/skateboard ramp park last night. Remember the good old days when the ramps and tracks were dug and carved out of the dirt in an empty lot or field?
Nowadays kids get fancy million dollar architecture to roll around on. In my day if a ramp was made out of wood it was made by someone's big brother, who likely had zero carpentry skills and absolutely no concern for the safety of others.
Those were the days.
So I think I'm going to drag The Silver Bullet over there real soon and try to relive some of that old school magic.
I think I'm going to break my neck.