Large chunk of the hub broke off while riding and was replaced
I rode my mighty Hadean, bold and fast,
Wind in my hair, having a blast.
Then crack! — a sound I didn’t adore,
A chunk of hub said, “I live here no more.”
Mid-ride drama, not part of the plan,
Gravity whispered, “Good luck, my man.”
I wobbled, I wiggled, I kept it upright,
Mentally drafting my email that night.
To Evolve Skateboards I wrote with grace,
Explaining my hub had left its place.
No flames, no pitchforks, no angry mobs—
Just photos of my hub’s early retirement job.
To their credit, they didn’t delay,
They stepped right in and saved the day.
Replacement sent, smooth and clean,
Customer service like a well-oiled machine.
Now I’m back carving streets once more,
Trust rebuilt — and maybe reinforced at the core.
So yes, a chunk once made a break,
But props to the team for fixing my skate.
Five stars? I’d say they earned their stripe—
Though next time, dear hub, please hold on tight.
