Each year Project 58 (skatepark in Raleigh) hosts a battle of the shops. Two skaters from a bunch of shops all over the southeast compete. When you get hundreds of skaters all together in one city most of which are friends who haven’t seen each other in a while, shit gets real out of hand. Skating usually takes the back burner to partying. As the icing on the cake, it was Dan Murphy’s 30th birthday.
On the drive out Friday night we ran out of gas. “Nah, we’ll be alright, you can go like 40 miles once the light comes on” -Eric. Good thing Eric has AAA.
By the time we got to Raleigh, the party was in full swing. Petey Pablo on repeat. Siiiick.
The night before, George went out to get his sleeping bag out of the car. He opened the trunk, got his sleeping bag and the key disappeared. George, Brunt and I spent an hour looking everywhere around the car and telling George to check his pockets over and over and taking everything out of the trunk, but it was nowhere to be found. We went to sleep and broke the news to Eric in the morning. George had little recollection of what he did, so we figured the only possibility that made sense was that he opened the car door, left the keys in the car, and popped the trunk instead of opening the trunk with the key like he said. We gave another call to AAA and they came out and opened the car. Wasn’t in there anywhere. We started to leave Layne’s apartment to go to the dealership to get another key…
When George found the key… in his pocket.
Contest was crazy.
The only dog I know of with his own Nike shoe.
And the rest is history.
Justin did the gnarliest thing I’ve ever seen in person. Push video out in September.