Dropping In

I dropped the deck onto the coping, planted my rear foot on the tail, and didn't even hesitate. Just leaned straight down into the bowl with a solid stomp. The drop gave a wild rattle, my wheels biting hard into the curved concrete before shooting me across the transition. I lost balance right at the opposing lip and slid off onto my knees, sending the deck clattering up the slope. Gave a hearty laugh, grabbed the board by the nose, and dusted the gray cement powder off my cargo pants. Definitely going for that line again.