Back when my friends and I first began parkour, we went to this large park not too far and practiced the fundamental vaults and movements. One time there were these three boys (the oldest being in 6th grade) who were "freerunning". They watched us and after a while approached us. They were nice, but naive. They watched and watched and then after we did palm spins on they table they started yelling, "You guys are the master freerunners! You guys are the masters!!"