Friends,
Just a quick note to remind everybody that California State Highway number 74 is a place for my car to go way too fast and for me to take numerous reckless chances. It is not a place for you to ride a damn skateboard after donning a skydiving outfit with a helmet you ordered from the back of the International Dorkbot catalog. This is especially true if you feel the need to launch this adventure just as I’m careening around a blind right hand turn immediately behind you. Kick as hard as you want, you pathetic extreme sports chimp, but I might have a hard time scrubbing off enough speed in the space allotted next time and I’m not looking forward to explaining how the impression of your pointy white behind in the paper-thin metal on the hood of my tiny racecar got there.
That said, I’m willing to cut you some slack if you wear a jet pack next time.
– bob