Thursday, November 14, 2019
Ignorance Kills :: essays research papers
 Any place I go, I know I will never find two skateboards  that are the same. Each and every component of the  skateboard makes a difference in the boardââ¬â¢s movement.  Every deck, truck, and wheel is interchangeable so there is  almost an endless amount of combinations. A number of  things can go wrong when riding; a person will never know  when one of the components will malfunction. I was riding  along one day, and like a cat pouncing on a mouse, it hits  me and I suddenly realize that I am going to feel some pain.  One of my wheels came off, I jerked, flew through the air,  then landed on the street, all because the only day I took  the time to check my wheels was the day I received the  board.    I can remember the first time I learned how to check and  fix a skateboard. I learned from one of my good friend  named James. He came to my house and we skated  around for a little while. One of my wheels made a funny  noise, and James said, "I think there is something wrong  with your skateboard." We went into the garage and sat  next to the washer and dryer. He then put the skateboard  downside up, and started to examine the skateboard. He  first looked at the deck to see if there was something  wrong that could be making the noise. James studied the  grip tape, looked at the tail and the nose, then the wood  itself to see if it had been cracked or split.    He then began talking to me about the trucks and their  purpose; I studied and observed the hunks of metal. James  then began to study the bearings and noticed that the  bearings were extremely dirty. This was the cause of the  noise. He told me that the bearings had to be clean. Too  much friction was causing the noise. So James reached in  his bag of tools, and got his mini monkey wrench and  started to take off the nut that was holding the wheel to the  truck. He was very precise, like a surgeon in heart surgery.  With great ease he slipped off the wheel from the kingpin  and placed it gentle on the floor. Once again James  reached in his bag, grabbed a rag, and a special metal  lubricate called Speedy Grease.    Pop went the bearing as it came out of the wheel, I picked  it up from the floor, pondered, and said, " hmmmm, to think  that this little piece of machinery can actually effect the way  the board operates, that this little piece is so important    					    
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