I keep on telling Dave that skateboarding is a rough sport so no crying when you fall. Like the good Dad I am - I had to prove this fact to him. So, with more confidence than skill and nowhere near the skillz I had at 16 - some 21 years ago - I sent myself up the wall of the pool, bailed in mid-air and fell on my wrist. Broken, dislocated and not one tear. BTW, check out the "joint re-locator" that's some "Saw" like stuff there!

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