“So it’s about the adrenaline rush?”, I ask the youth with the purple spiked hair. He shook his head. “No, man, it’s about the whole thing. We liberate the carts from Slaveway and it’s about gravity, skill, and going to the edge.”
I look down the hill. It’s steep, with a turn that would be hard on a bicycle, let alone a shopping cart. “Look out, here comes Javelin”.
I step aside as another young man zooms past.
“You see, sometimes you’re sure you’re going to eat it, and in that moment you reach enlightenment. Just for a moment, though.”