This all started with a curb and a cousin
Hey, what's up!
I'm Antony. And before anything else, I'll confess something: I have no idea about marketing, or those formulas big brands use to sell you stuff. All I have is a tiny board on my living room table and an obsession that started almost 25 years ago.
It all started at 11, on my neighborhood street, with my cousin and one of those cheap skateboards you'd buy at the market. We'd spend afternoons throwing ourselves at curbs, falling more than we landed, until one day — I don't even know how — I nailed the ollie. That rush is something you never forget. I was never the best skater at the park, not even close, but I kept at it: neighborhood contests, wrecked knees, and that "one more try and I'm done" feeling that never actually happened.
Today I'm 35 and still hooked. What changes with the years isn't the drive, it's the knees.
A friend showed me fingerboarding almost as a joke. "Try this," he said, tossing a tiny board onto the table. I picked it up expecting nothing... and that's when everything changed. Because it's the same thing, man. The same balance, the same patience through a thousand failed attempts until a trick comes out clean, the same "I've got it!" feeling when it finally lands. Except now the tricks fit in my pocket and it doesn't hurt at all when I fail.
I started buying boards on my own, just because I wanted more. I'd show them to friends, some would ask me to bring them one... and before I knew it, that turned into this. A store born with no plan, no investors, nothing fancy behind it. Just a guy who couldn't stop browsing fingerboard catalogs at two in the morning.
You won't find a bit of everything here. You'll find what I'd choose for myself: boards with character, well made, that can take a beating and have a story to tell. I add new parts and models little by little, whenever I find things that genuinely convince me, not just because it's time to "expand the catalog".
If you're here, it's because some of this sounds familiar. Maybe you've spent years landing impossible tricks, or maybe you just bought your first board and it still slips right off your fingers. Either way. This is as much yours as it is mine.
Thanks for stopping by and for keeping this weird, wonderful hobby alive.
See you on the board (the small one, the finger one).
Antony