AS a kid I grew up near this salvage yard and thats where I really got into break shit. So when I went to BM it along with the drugs brought back memories of breaking windows and light. I just began to trash about like a shark taking out all kinds of displays. Like in life it's the little things that suffer the most. If it was small and down low it got stomped! I didn't get to go this yeah but my stomping buddies did. I'll let you know what happened.