The first Tony Hawk's Pro Skater will always be special to me. It reminds me of my homey Jose from Science class that put a chip in my PlayStation so it could load bootleg games. This game reminds me of ditch parties and $1.99 211 Steel Reserve Malt Liquor. It reminds me of slappin' Quiet Storm by Mobb Deep over and over, posted in random parking lots with the homies in my 1987 Honda Accord with the red Sony Xplod speakers. Reminds me of getting expelled from school, trying to find a gig in the Penny Saver magazine and eventually sweating in the hot ass assembly line manufacturing golf club handles for 6 bucks an hour. "Cash Money Records takin over for the 99 and the 2000"