Thrasher Magazine

You know it's a serious day if Gilbert's out on the mission.

Mmm-hmm.


Prelim blast. No prob.

car watching crew

Damn cars.

Later, going Castaway at the slab.

Rebel 'crete, everywhere.

As well as natty kickers.

Mad plop.

You can imagine where it went from here.

Stoked.

But even in the throes of carcasses tossed, the soul skater can always find a gentle glide.

Makes me wanna go read an old Slap.