I had an indy cross on my forearm for 8 years- loose trux save lives. I Was living in a slave state and this wood at bar said "what's up brother, want a beer." I opted out. This shit happened more than once. I a hippy with other weird ink but it as an apparent visual in with White Boy/AB fucktards. Then, some a while back when i was crashing in a communal community this gal said "I know thats a skateboard thing for you, bt you know what i means, right?" I Grappled with that that shit for years. Now it's covered up and while I sill ride Indys, i'm happy as fuck to not be mistaken for a wood or AB dirtbag.