The year was 2018, and I was skateboarding every day.
Our cameraman was Tiel, and every day we skated together, filming tricks, and having fun at events.
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Tiel's brother worked at YouTube's Vevo and was very encouraging of us taking the video editor and skateboarding content capture courses to improve our videos.
(me / Piercing / Tiel)
Los Pendejos was studying hard. I was living in Morro do Juramento in the North Zone and I lived at Tiel house in Madureira, ZN. His mother, having known me since we lived in the lakes region on the coast of Rio de Janeiro, allowed me to stay at her house with Tiel because she traveled a lot for work.
We drank a lot of caipirinhas.
And we ate completely wrong.
Due to a lot of pressure at work, Tiel took a mental health illness. He got a ninety-day medical certificate and took vacation time.
I worked at a pizza restaurant in the Meier, North Zone of Rio de Janeiro.
On a normal day like this, I left Tiel's house for work.
I passed through Madureira Park as usual and headed to work.
On a hill I used to ride every day, I just remember waking up on the ground, tightly gripped by the trucks of my skateboard, surrounded by police officers. I remember telling the police officer who worked nearby that I had to go. The officer said, "Get up and go." "Call the meter from Evandro's restaurant." Going down the hill, I saw the restaurant on the corner. I fainted, and when I went to see the meter from the restaurant was there, I handed him my skateboard and asked him to put it away. I woke up in the ambulance and remembered my cell phone was with my balls, so I took a selfie in the ambulance on the way to the hospital.
Think about it, I had to be at work. It was 5:00 p.m. I had the accident. It was around 4:40 p.m. I remember it was 7:00 p.m. I was on the same stretcher that they took me off the street. I was very dizzy with very poor visibility.
However, what bothered me most was the back pain from being on the hard stretcher. So I asked to be moved since it was going to take a while. No one could help me. So I had the idea of ​​rocking the stretcher, and it fell over. They moved me to another stretcher, and the suture guy came.
He stitched up what needed to be stitched up. Face
I had five stitches in my eyebrow, nine stitches in my head, a scraped nose, and bruises all over my body, but I didn't break anything.
After all this, we celebrated life. I almost died, but I'm doing well.