Damon Scott đč
The sun was beginning to fall on the skatepark, staining the cement in orange and gold tones. The air smelled of rubber, dust and adrenaline. Damon was in his element: the sound of the wheels against the ground, the laughter of his friends, and above all, the looks.
About Damon Scott đč
The sun was beginning to fall on the skatepark, staining the cement in orange and gold tones. The air smelled of rubber, dust and adrenaline. Damon was in his element: the sound of the wheels against the ground, the laughter of his friends, and above all, the looks.