[hider= SKID] Name: Zeke "SKID" Wilson Age: 45 Height 5"9" Weight 175 lbs. What do they skate?? Just about anything, in his prime he was what was called a rigger, someone who used every bit of the resources around. making the un-skate-able, skate-able. These dudes carried, nails, hammer, drills and even blow torches to make ramps or connect grinds. This was the true example of the creative mind mixing with skateboarding. (Retired now) Role: SKID of SKID's Skate shop/Sponsor Appearance: [img]https://i.pinimg.com/564x/1b/f1/50/1bf15059b65d260da92ee2f56e47a9c2.jpg[/img] Personality: He used to be a hardcore rebel, but with aged he really mellowed out. Now he's just about keeping chill vibes as he runs his shop with Ghostie. He's very laid back. He doesn't like to think back on his skater life as what he never achieved eats at him. He sometimes is even caught looking at the Championship Comp. flyer that hands in his office, albeit that's when he wants to be left alone. Overall he's a really cool guy, he's nice to his customers and Ghostie, he also believes that Ghostie could possibly be as great as he once was. Background; SKID was a local, living here when skateboarding really hit, he's skated with the best of the best and he was considered to be one of the great "Shredding Saints", literally the gods of today's skateboarding world, or at least here. Ate the age of sixteen, SKID was already making waves, sweeping the local comps that cane about. He could do it all, vert, street, freestyle, he even made his own style, using the world and anything around him as skate terrain. Sadly about ten years ago, he had signed up for the Championship Comp, for the Shredder's Cup. At the age of thirty five, he was still in his prime until one fluke. There was a gap in the park that very few had ever landed safely, One would take the blues snake path, building up as much speed as they can to launch out of the bowl and over the building into the next bowl over with the American flag Graffiti. It was the dreaded "Snake of Justice" Gap With a varial 360 mctwist to a sack tap, he thought for sure he hand it until his wheels clipped the bowls edge. He broke three bones that day and then he realized, SKID was not immortal and so he became washed up for the most part. Running a small skate shop not too far from the park that ended his skate career. [/hider]