It never fails to amaze me how skating brings people together, even in troubled times. So looking back on when we were approached just a few weeks ago by a dude who bought a custom Maestro secondhand, I can’t help but be convinced that there is no camaraderie as genuine as the kind that comes with stepping on your board.
The board we were approached about was a custom Maestro fully decked out that looked like it hadn’t even seen pavement yet. The new owner picked it up from a local shop, did a once-over and saw from the custom mark that it had only been painted a few weeks prior and shot us a message to see what the deal was (afterall, who gets rid of badass Maestro?). After we worked a little magic here at the office and narrowed down who originally ordered this steezy magic carpet, the new owner wanted to see if it needed to make its way home.
Once we got ahold of the original owner, he painted a bad picture for us. Apparently his home had been broken into and out of all of the things stolen (phone, computers, wallet), his super fresh Maestro was what broke his heart. Telling him that we were going to return his ride ASAP nearly induced tear shed, it was beyond belief for him. So while the custom shop got cracking on a new Maestro exactly like the one swiped, I let the new owner know he was free to shred the original!
Thus, one dude was happy hitting the streets on his new ride and the other had his pride and joy restored in full. If that doesn’t exemplify brotherhood on the streets, then I don’t know what does.
I just got word from the original owner of the Maestro that his Cigar was also stolen, but with our help he was able to go back and reclaim the Cigar as well! Looks like the whole famn damily is back together.