<strong>Tiko, boardwalk<br/>Tags: open</strong><br/><br/>The sound of wheels rolling against plywood, launching off and landing back down with a thud followed by the satisfying sound wheels being scraped confirmed to the tiger girl of her pop-shove it to revert to nose manual was performed successfully. Tiko was now balancing on the front two wheels of her board, riding away from the quarter pipe towards a small flight of stairs leading to the beach. Tiko narrowed her eyes, her tongue sticking partially out as she focused, when timing right she ollie'd up and onto the rail, sliding down with on the trucks.<br/><br/>At the bottom her board met sand, and Tiko landed with her arms in a mock cheer, receiving some applause from passing civilians, the tiger girl snatched up her deck and went back up, and began scoping out the streets for another good place for a line.