Certainly, that skateboard made it so much easier to go from place to place since there was no way for him to translade besides the bus or… His own feet. However, sometimes he got a little bit too excited about the speed that thing could reach and forgot there were people walking around. Day and night, for whatever he had to do, he used that damn skateboard. Bad luck day, is it? He suddenly crashed against someone in a very violent and ungraceful way. Shit, it’d be a miracle if he haven’t killed that person. “Damn— Fuck— Shit, are you okay?” Spoke he whilst trying to get up by himself.