She glanced down at the board under her arm. It hadn't been cheap, but she was getting her money's worth out of it. "Yeah, it's a good board."
She reached up and brushed the helmet with her fingertips. "This...it keeps the cops happy so they don't hassle me." Plus, it saved her some pain when she crashed. It wasn't like she could die--again--but pain still hurt, even if it was short-lived.