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Bennett trucks, and road rider 4 wheels.
Then my own 40" long board with trackers and those big ass road rider 6's.
That things was, scary as shit, fast.
Back then, road rash was a way of life.
Do they still make that shit???
Edit: I’m in week 3 of recovering/healing from serious road rash from getting thrown on the ground at 60mph…
On the street…when one of my KLRs “locked up”.
So, life goes on!
(As sung by Tupac. LOL)
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I had one of those Banzai aluminum decks. Put grip tape on it and added California slalom trucks and Pure Juice wheels. (like any of that helped) I donated my fair share of epidermis to the concrete-rash gods in '77 & '78.
The only saving grace of being taken to the dentist .
Order of the arrow, Philmont, etc.
Politics caused our troop to be joined with a big troop that had connections.
We were small, but badass. We could camp, survive, sail, climb and rappel, build survival shelters, shoot rifles and bows, the important stuff.
There weren't a lot of library or basket weaving merit badges in our troop.
The one we merged with was full of wankers some of whom had reached Eagle.
Our first big camporee was at Rocky Mt. National Forrest, and "qualified" scouts got to summit a mountain.
We ended up carrying half their shit. There were criers when they discovered that boiling water at altitude doesn't mean it's hot.
Squids telling me I needed a "Tote and chip" to use my knife to make sure his shit wouldn't blow away.
"Da fuk is a tote and chip? If I had one, I'd stuff it down your pussy ass throat."
Me and 4 other guys bailed when we got back home. Dad was disappointed but understood.
Suburban San Diego in the late 70s/early 80s was probably the best time/place to grow up. The cul-de-sac my house was on backed up to open land that stretched from my garage door to the 5/805 merge, so my buddies and I (including Vital member TonyD) could ride our motorcycles or bicycles as far as we wanted, pretty much any day of the week.
Awesome mountain with tracks and trails for bicycles then motorcycles but it wasn't endless.
Then they moved a mountain and all I had was a small but fun track.
Wouldn't trade it for nothing.
Pit Row
was Maybe 8-10 I'm the runt of the Family wanting to grow. Seen this MAG
So did 14 of my neighborhood buddy's. We all grew up lifting, running and eating right.
We all did very well in HS Sports and today we are all about health.
If this MAG did anything
it brought us together to help one another as we went through HS.
NO telling what a simple MAG will do for your future.
Thank-you MR. Atlas for me going 50-0 (Guessing) with the headlock now known as the Rear naked choke.
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Kind of funny motorcycles were "Too Dangerous" when I was growing up but I got clocked doing 45 on that board in surf trunks and that was ok...
Santee California.
We would ride out to the end of our street, strathmore dr, and it was endless miles of trails all the way to ramona and poway.
Bowl or 2 of frosted flakes.
Hit the woods.
Home 1/2 hour after street lights came on.
Repeat.
That was if the lawn was mowed, or we weren't at the ranch working cattle.
No wonder I'm freakin fat
We do the same these days with those packets of emergenC on mt bike rides.
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