Name: Kyle Florig ClancyAge: One year away from 21Birthplace: Copley Hospital in Morrisville, Vermont.

Place to ride?
South America.

Movie?
An old BMX movie called Trash.

Rider of all time?
I looked up to old dirty Gilles a lot, seriously.

TV show?
The Crocodile Hunter.

Food?
Anything that cooks in under five minutes.

Music Group?
Metallica.

Trick?
Whatever happens to be cool at the time, right?

Person to ride with?
Travis Rice, take a guess why!

Form of transportation?
I used to have a mountain bike but it got stolen. I do a lot of walking.

Pastime?
Getting rowdy, I guess, sometimes.

Book?
Right now I’m reading Please Kill Me: The Uncensored Oral History Of Punk by Legs McNeil. I read slowly.

Place?
The Death ramp back in Vermont.

Vegetable?
Devil’s lettuce.

Thing?
My mini-disc player, or my knife.

Excuse?
I’m not allowed excuses anymore. Team?
Mt. Mansfield snowboard team.

Game?
C-Lo.

Sponsors?
Grenade gloves, Amdun, 93-94, Oakley, Salomon, Bonfire, Gravis party shoes, and my folks.

Contest?
It’s a toss-up between the World Quarterpipe Championships and the Arctic Challenge-Terje is a badass.

Idiot?
This kid Chris Johnston. He tried to rescue me and my friend Danny from a police station! Mission failed.