Today was ok. I'm fine, the car's in one piece, and I still have my sanity. My day was fine. Now, this guy was lucky. Flying up a quarterpipe and realizing your skateboard isn't where you are--and you're 45 feet in the air, flailing--yep, that landing's gonna hurt. He'll be fine, but it was scary to watch. He landed so hard, his shoes flew off. But he's alive. And so am I.
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