They neglected to talk about Evel Knievel, or show the shoddily built ramps we made from scrap lumber, from which we launched said big wheels and bikes. Or the careless use of fireworks, which we so enjoyed. I once jumped my bike off a ramp with sparklers stuck in both ends if the handlebars, and a smoke bomb strapped under the seat, to leave a trail as I sped down the street towards the ramp.
I’d given instructions to my best bud to light off a roll of firecrackers, right as I hit the ramp, and they started going off while I was in mid air. I was a fuckin’ legend. Even nailed the landing without wiping out. Burned the shit out the rubber hand grips on my handlebars, which I then had to explain to my old man. Yeah, he chewed my ass. Then he got me new grips and put them on.
…and here we are.
Go ahead, point and laugh.
Pussies.
They neglected to talk about Evel Knievel, or show the shoddily built ramps we made from scrap lumber, from which we launched said big wheels and bikes. Or the careless use of fireworks, which we so enjoyed. I once jumped my bike off a ramp with sparklers stuck in both ends if the handlebars, and a smoke bomb strapped under the seat, to leave a trail as I sped down the street towards the ramp.
I’d given instructions to my best bud to light off a roll of firecrackers, right as I hit the ramp, and they started going off while I was in mid air. I was a fuckin’ legend. Even nailed the landing without wiping out. Burned the shit out the rubber hand grips on my handlebars, which I then had to explain to my old man. Yeah, he chewed my ass. Then he got me new grips and put them on.
We watched the packs of kids riding across town, gettin a ball game together, checking stuff out,,it slowly stopped being Normal, it’s frikken Over.