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I still remember the first time I asked myself, can you paint a football helmet without messing it up. It was a humid summer morning in a small garage in Florida. Sweat, paint fumes,…
I still remember standing in my small garage on a hot afternoon in Florida, staring at my old motorcycle helmet. It had…
I still remember standing in a ski rental shop in Colorado, holding gloves in one hand and staring at a wall of…
A few winters ago, I stood at the base of a ski run in Colorado and asked myself a question many first-time…
I first asked myself do rugby players wear helmets while watching a match on a cold Sunday morning. Coffee in hand. TV…
I still remember my first long ride through Arizona. Hot air. Straight roads. Wind noise that slowly turned into a headache after…
I still remember the first time I heard the term what is a bump helmet. I was on a training field in…
I still remember one winter practice in a Midwest-style rink where my helmet smelled… well, not great. Cold air outside, warm sweat…
I still remember the first time I tried buying a helmet without knowing my exact size. It was a hot afternoon in…
I still remember the first time I tried painting a helmet in my garage. It was one of those weekend ideas that…
