Air Gratification

Skinless

Way before I got a decent BMX and began, on a regular basis, slamming myself in to the ground for fun, I had an almost-BMX; one from the mountain-bike shop which looked like everything a small boy could ever need. Out of all the crashes (or what us BMXers like to call ‘slams’) I have had over the years, and there have been literally hundreds, one of the worst I ever had was on that purple and green and black More

Blisters and Bunnyhopping

“I’m doing it!”I said to my brother.

“You’re insane!”

I said, “I know, but I’m still doing it!”

Today marked an important benchmark in not only BMX, but my ability to see a bad idea and commit to doing it 100%. Something that would set me up for the rest of my stupid testosterone-fuelled life.

I stole two bricks from the storage space at the side of our house. My brother ripped a branch off the next-door-neighbour’s tree. Then we More