I don't know the answer to that one.
But I'd be more concerned about my conscience.
Years ago I met an ozzy backpacker whilst skateboarding. We became mates and I sold him a mountain board ( bit like snowboard with wheels ) to join our crew shredding some local hillsides. Shortly after mastering it and having been out a few times with us a bolt worked its way loose on one of the axels resulting in a bad crash and him breaking his back, unable to work as a landscape gardener he had to return home to Oz ahead of schedule. I felt pretty bad but at least he survived.