Over the years, Conner Coffin has deeply seeded his roots with the long, drawn out lines of Rincon – with a similar familiarity of generations before him. (ie. Dane, Curren love child) Here, we see three waves by the Santa Barbara regular-footer in which manhandles the right point with the same demeanor of a frustrated Hulk Hogan trying to figure out a touchscreen TV remote. Highlights include that hasty jam-to-wrap at 0:16 and a beautifully angry blast at 0:56. Oh and a textbook hair-slickback claim to finish.