Cooler than poppin’ wheelies.
Cruising around on the back of my Diamondback Viper, freedom at my fingertips, I was a master of the universe. I mean, dirt bikes were pretty much the only effective means of transportation for a 10 year-old kid living in a hilly neighborhood. No offense, Mr. Hawk, but try riding a skateboard uphill.
I used to think I was a…
