LOL! Every time I hear some panty-waist here in New England whine about something (which is 24/7); I ask them why the hell they don't stay at home under the damn bed where you won't have to worry about (insert specific situation here).
Of course I grew up in the day BEFORE bike helmets. I also had an Evel Kneivel poster in my room.
We also had OLD school skateboards.
Metal wheels ain't to grippy on asphault driveways.