"That's how you do it..." I shouted and executed a hockey stop, hoping that my friend could see what I was doing and picked up the modus operandi.
At that instant I felt a sudden weakness on my right leg. But dismissing it as a weak ankle, my usual problem, I continued and completed the action. As I recovered from the braking action, the wobbly right foot continued and turned out that it was the blade! Omigod, don't tell me...
My worst fears was finally confirmed when I removed my rollerblades, when I saw the loosened rivets hanging limply from the 'undercarriage' and a distinct gap between the wheel frame and the boot. So much for being a hockey blade, when it couldn't even withstand my blading habit, all but a weekly affair of leisure stroll along the ECP.
Well, I guess that's how the rollerblading industry ensures continuous demand, by not producing real quality blades anymore. I still remember my last pair of Mission, bought in the fall of 2000, that survived a whooping 5 long years of callous punishment and and was still going strong until the tropical climate's deadly agent of corrosion finally managed to eat away the hard rubber base...
So, I shall graciously accept this and move on...
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