It’s summer! A time for neighborhood barbecues. A time for sweaty nights in the Dairy Queen parking lot of small southern towns. A time for watching a six-year-old speed off toward the interstate on a homemade go-kart, terrorizing/horrifying the neighbors along the way.
In this installment of Tell Me a Story, Jason shares the no-helmet, full-throttle thrill ride of his first time on a go-kart. It started simple enough with a six-year-old boy and small town dream.
So I climbed on, sat in that low-slung seat and they gave me 3 seconds of instructions — mash this to go, mash this to stop, turn this to steer, and don’t go in the road — and off I went around the house. Slowly, at first, just to get a feel for things. But increasingly faster with each lap around the house, which followed a by-now well-worn dirt path that used to be lush green St. Augustine grass.
Look at me. I’m doing it. And on my first try! I. Am. Awesome!
And then it happened.
You’ll have to listen to hear what happened. Maybe it will inspire a summer adventure of your own.
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