Board Rampage

I shoved through the building lobby doors, jogged past the sidewalk curbs, and hit the neighborhood skate park! Resting flat on the smooth concrete sat a battered skateboard with bright red wheels. Perfect ride! I leaped straight onto the rough grip tape, planted my boots wide, and kicked hard against the pavement with my back heel. The board surged forward! Concrete expansion joints rattled like machine-gun fire under the polyurethane wheels—CLACK-CLACK-CLACK! I leaned hard into the curve, held my balance with arms flared, and let the speed rip until the nose slammed into a rubber curb barrier with a solid THUD! Real wheels don't stop for anything!