The Reckoning Continues

Danger Mouze's picture

My Late Beloved

And so I am here, with a new board and having to part ways with my old and first board, since I came back to skateboarding. It is saddening to me to say goodbye to "her". Yes, my skateboard was a girl and at this point in my life is the only girl I will be riding anytime soon... I think and I just broke her back. Becky, the girl skateboard, was a modest girl with a solid foundation and a spunky side to her. She treated me right from the first time I saw her.
You see I found Becky on a website and ordered her immediately. I wanted to have her, Nay! I needed to have her. Becky grew up in the Swiss mountains where she flourished with her brothers and sisters in the day time and relished in the crisp snowy glory at night. She enjoyed many things girl skateboards love to do such as, skating, riding, turning, and stopping. At a young age she developed fairly fast and the other girl skateboards did not like all the attention she got from the other boy decks. She was banished from her community and slide down the mountain with nothing more than the griptape on her back. Scared and confuzed she tried to fit in where ever she could whether it was acting like a snowboard or splitting herself in two to appeal to the skiing elitists.

This is where I came in and saved and ended her life in a glorious two weeks. When I saw her I immediately spent the 55 dollars to have her delivered within a week, and as the days crawled by I longed for her more and more. You see I had not rode a skateboard in a long time and let alone such a beautiful one. She finally arrived in a cardboard box just as I had demanded, so no one could see my beloved in transit and steal her from me, and I quickly tore apart the package. Upon taking her around the house for a tour I quickly poked holes through her griptape dress and shoved 8 screws into the back of her neck and her ass. soon she was all tightened up and ready to roll. The first night it was raining so I let her lay on the coach as she screamed for dear life and begged to have the screws removed. You see for everyone young girl skateboard the first time she is screwed is a very painful experience and normally is followed with a boardslide session that ultimately leads to the ceremonial puking.

After the long night of her cries I awoke in the morning to find her peacefully sleeping on the couch in a small puddle of tears. So my journey with her began first hitting simple things such as ollies and shuvits and progressing to kickflips and varialflips and curbs. As the first week of sketchiness went by I realized that we needed to take our relationship to the next level. So we found a nice quiet spot with a ledge and a fourstair and began grinding 50-50's, five-o's, noseslides, and boardslides. All came in quite nice untill that fateful day in which I broke her. It was beautiful outside and we had just finished a good 3 hours sesh when I decided it was time to start hitting ledges with her. As I approached the first 3 or 4 times fear got the best of me and I simply manual'd off and landed the easy 4 ft drop and rode away. Then I gained my bearings and hit it fast, the feeling of confidence came as I heard the satisfying "POP!" and slide of the front foot up her back. a four foot drop turned into a 5 1/2 and soon I was falling and eyeing my landing. Then it happened. With all the commitment and confidence in the world about 3 inches from the ground I realized... my feet were not on the bolts. SLAM CRACK! was the next thing I heard as I hit the wall next to me full force. The yell of my buddy Cameron "DID THAT CRACK!?" and I turned her over to see her entrails against the hot concrete and her last breath fading from her wooden lungs. She was dead cracked in half to never be that girl I feel in love with. This is a tribute to Becky the girl who got me back into skating I SHALL NEVER FORGET YOU... and now I have mark. He is a simple deck and still is strong after one day of skating but I feel the flame I had with Becky is gone and may never be recovered. :(

Goodbye
Dangermouze AKA Rudeboy

Broken Becky

Mark

Comments

Stassi's picture

O Discordia !!

I am terribly sorry for your loss. Becky lived a very good life, albeit in captivity. Now she is truly free and I know you'd want that for her. She will remain in my table graces for at least a week... that's the least she deserves.

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