Big moment in my childhood was learning to 'pop an ollie'. From that moment on, you could separate yourself from others with these seemingly impossible standin

Big moment in my childhood was learning to 'pop an ollie'. From that moment on, you could separate yourself from others with these seemingly impossible standing jumps up kerbs and over obstacles. I didn't ever really get much higher than maybe a foot on my best day, but it was great fun. Now I feel like finding a board just to see if I can. Sadly my Powell Peralta was lost with my Lego in some parental clean out while I was out being an adult that had flown the nest. I'd gladly trade my school photos and stupid artwork that was saved to get those back again.