So, Last night
IT started in the indoor down hill park.
There was a couple of kickers and pond in between the kicker plus lots of riders.
They are jumping like a sequencial shot on a skateboard magazine, you know one of those trick shot still pics looks like a film .
I didn't know how I ended up in that park but as I remember I was riding my 1974 vaspa GTR which has been seating in my dad's garage for 4 years. I think I finally fixed it and I was really happy riding on it. The sound of two cycle engine was so sexy.
While I was watching those riders in the building I saw a 1984 wine red VW vanagon passing by. Since I 've been fell in love with that van I was gonna follow that van.
I ran to my vespa but it was gone. WTF! I was so sad.
-Flesh Back!-
I was thinking back about the van. I could see blue shadow of my vespa.
DAMN!
The furious persuit was already started.
And than I caught him and he turned out to be a owner of the downhill park.
The fighting and arguing turned into normal chatting and we became a friend.
And we start talking about the van, Vanagon. And again he turn into my building manager 4 years ago. His name is Kevin and he is doing Vanagon biz.
anyway,
I woke up with back pain this morning.
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