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Send all info, compliments and criticisms to:
Mail Drop c/o THRASHER MAGAZINE
P.O. Box 884570
San Francisco, CA 94188-4570
AND TO TOP IT OFF...
I'm writing about the comment you
made in the December Mail Drop.
"No Deal." I quote, "don't worry,
skaters will get tired of wall bashing
soon enough. Hey, rooftops are
already happening." I don't advise
any skater to skate a rooftop because
me and a bunch of my friends were
up on my roof skating and a hole
started to form. Well, turns out about
one-fourth of the roof fell about four
and a half inches. I cost me $500.00
"Biff Dave Knox
Huber Heights, OH
I never said you should skate on
rooftops. I only said they were
happening. T-ed
RESTRICTED INFORMATION
I was restricted from my skate for
two weeks for skating downtown
Seattle instead of going to a family
X-mas party/reunion. Here is a day
by day account of what happened
while I was restricted:
Day One: No problem, I've been
away from my skate for a day before.
Day Three: Starting to dream of old
sessions, but I refuse to let my
parents think they've phased me.
Day Six: Looking through old mags,
considering ordering a complete
skate just to look at. Day Eight: Get-
ting nervous, hands shakey. Skater's
withdrawal, perhaps? Day Ten: Not
leaving my room except to eat.
Starting to do my homework. Am I
deranged? Day Twelve: Starting to
talk to myself. "Just two more days,
c'mon you can do it!" Day Thirteen:
Having a full breakdown, starting to
sniff knee and elbow pads, sending
away to companies for stickers. Still
shaking. Day Fourteen: Get my
trusty, dusty friend back today.
Results of restriction: Clean room,
higher grades and no more trips to
the shrink.
Geoff Spry
Mukilteo, WA
Another grounding strategy involves
being such a pest around the house
that mom throws you and your board
out into the street after day one. T-ed
SKATE HARASSMENT STOP
As of January 1, 1988 skating
became illegal in most parts of my
county. Horrible, right? Wrong. It's
now February and the cops have
actually stopped enforcing the laws
on the street completely. There are
four ramps in my area that don't fall
under any harassment, either legal-
wise or from neighbors. And as every
month passes we expand our
knowledge of pools, ditches and
other spots in the area. In addition,
the individual townships have taken
pity on us poor repressed skaters and
are now offering us a Trashmore-type
solution where several new skate-
parks may be built. So when the
system takes its shots, fight back and
you might even come out better for it.
Jim Rader
Moorestown, NJ
So what's the problem? T-ed
ABSOLUTELY WICKED
A friend and I were at a Mickey D's
in front of a local skate shop. We sat
down to eat our food and a small kid
walked over and looked at our skates.
Suddenly we heard a loud scream.
"Get away from those things. They
are evil the boy's father said.
What's he think, they're "tools of
satan?" Were just kids getting away
from the pressures of everyday life.
We're just having fun, that's all.
UNSTOPPABLE
Skate Vigilante
Winter Park, FL
I want to thank Bonnie Blouin for
writing an article about girl skaters.
She's right. It is hard for girls to get
out there and shred without getting
criticized by some stuck-up skater.
Let me tell you skater dudes
something I know for a fact: some
guys don't want us around, but tuff.
We are here to stay and we're going
to be out there shredding, too
Kim M
Va. Beach, VA
That's pretty much the here and there
of it. Right on, Kim. Ted
CRACKED
Last year I was skating in San
Antonio with my friend Marcus. We
went to a trashed house that had a
good slab to skate. The slab had a
four-inch crack in the middle. I tried
to ollie the crack. I built up moderate
speed, snapped the tail hard, lightly
dragged my foot up the board, and
prepared for re-entry. I landed with
my whole front truck in the crack and
fell onto my left hand. When I got up,
my arm looked like a wet noodle. Now
I'm a walking hardware store. My arm
has two six-inch steel plates wrapped
around the bones which is anchored
by fourteen screws. Needless to say
the airports love me. The bills totalled
fifteen thousand. My dad grits his
teeth when I pull airs off my ramp.
Jason Perry
Hicktown, TX
All that for a good slab? No wonder
your dad's nervous. Fifteen grand and
it wasn't even a killer pool. Ted.
DON'T JUDGE A BOOK...
Greetings from nowhere. My name
is Mike and I have a rare and severe
muscle disease. I have a lot of
serious pain nearly every waking
moment of the day. I want to skate
so bad I can taste it, but no matter
how hard I try it's just impossible. My
doc says if I keep trying I could put
myself in a wheelchair for life. Sucks,
don't it? The problem is, I look just
like a normal guy until I try to run ▸
BASH
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