REAL
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switchblade. The next
morning found us face
down in the dirt, with flies
laying larva all over fresh
cuts. It's funny, just when
you think you are on top of
the world, you end up
sleeping in the street.
Madrid was next on the hit
list. It was two weeks into
the journey and the dirty
socks got thrown away.
We all walked like cow
boys because we had eaten
so much cheese it oozed
out of our asses. Then when
we sweated we got hella
butt juice and a itchy bridge
to nowhere.
We made it too late for
our hook-up and ended up
sleeping at the Spanish
EMB, Plaza Del Colon. We
hit the place like gang-
busters to find out the
Spanish were the best
skaters of our trip. They
have style, go fast and
know how to have a good
time. Our tour guides on
this leg of the trip were
Miguel and Luis of Acid
Drop Distribution. They
rented a van and towed us
to all the local spots. On the
first day, we stayed within
the city and skated two
cement parks and a vert
ramp. Madrid is in the cen
ter of Spain, so it is very hot
and sweaty, but seeing the
incredible trannies there
made all that shit go away.
We were treated to a
barbeque restaurant where
the crew ate twenty chick-
ens in one night. After all
the sleeping outside and
hellish food so far, this
more than made up. The
next day was Friday the
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Top to bottom, left to right:
The best trick of the contest at
Northampton was Danny Way's
chest-high 360' ollie. Mike
Archimedes grinds for team
USA while the Englishmen cheer
him on. Want to buy a board?
Trucks? T-shirt? The boys settle
for some floor space.
eben jahnke
RACE