Sport In keeping with the San Francisco spirit, we have one man's recollections of skate boarding in the area. Yet another reminder that my youth wasn't as mispent as it could have been: "so, when i needed my next board, it was a no-brainer: a Board to Death! that was the tank of skateboards, made for Fogtown, they were almost as fucking big as the one my dad made for me, but they had a cool skull and crossbones for graphics. while all the kids were still using nosebones and skid plates, that fucking made them obsolete. you could literally do a wheelie skid down complete hills without wearing through a ply."

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