. . .go back there.

"Yeah, I ollied that hip...in 1994," I said as we walked up to the spot.  Chad said he hadn't skated the downhill bank thing since 1990.  Crap, we're old. What you don't see in the edit is the horrible time we had at the Lockport park.  That place sucks.  We once found a bag of knives there and met a kid who made his own cologne in his closet.  Real talk.