Today I told a twelve-year-old boy, “sick wheelie dude.” I saw this young man ride out a sick wheelie on his bicycle for an entire block. He was riding straight at me (on the sidewalk) but I did not fear. I did not scramble out of the way. His confidence and skill put me at ease. We made eye contact as he rolled by, still popping that sick wheelie.
Me IRL 4 real