Burnout: Cyril Killer

Cyril Killer

A seemingly normal session out in the Tank.


T-Funk knows how to keep a secret.



The bus driver made it!



He has no clue! Hahahaha!



Scooping Herm.



And what's a surprise party without a street artist??!



No ... fuckin... clue.



Beagle's on that glass kick. 'Live longer and save money! Why not?'



Ro-Zo's in.



Lean spot choices out on a weekday.



If you didn't know better, you'd almost say this WASN'T a spot.



Part ditch, part gap. Mostly suck.



Our skate forensics team wonders if Flaco may have seshed recently. Hmm..



Tislam wants a piece.



More bros.



Nice.



Rowan tries the mini-mega.





GTWYC











So close!



Then these dudes ...



Next spot.



But first ... a sensible breakfast.



Damn Herm! Snack much?



Friends can always get a dip.





This thing.





Kicked out.





the ledge was still a go, tho.









Super hazy today.



Oh yeah.





Booted on approach.



Kirby, O'Side dreamin.



new old spot



Major street huck



Thee-thee jumps in the fire



Uphill landing!



Damn!



Tislam floats 180



Wow!



'Didn't we just talk to you guys?'



Squad-wise.



Doughnut's photo is better.



'You think CJ knows?'



'He's gotta know, right?'



Nasty Neck, always scheming.





You made it Doug! California dreamin'.



Just a normal stop at the BBQ joint. No big deal.



Oh shit ...





It starts to sink in.



Haha!



The bros pour in!



Yes!



Take this party outside!



Cheers





Bonafide right there!

Grab a plate!



How much for one rib?


Beagle - always savoring life.



Yep.



Party momentarily slows to check the new mag.





Street view.



Rich legacy, these Baker Boys.



Proudly jumping off shit, generation after generation.



You're up CJ! Congrats, buddy!