Go-Cart racing

Hubby took the kids and I to a go-cart track today. He made me drive one of the stinking things. This was my first time EVER on a go-cart. I didn’t want to go fast at all. Plus, I had Abigail in the cart with me.
My middle child was all upset because he wasn’t tall enough to drive one of his own. He had to ride with his dad. Poor little Jimmy. He had about six inches to grow. He couldn’t get away with that one if he tried.
Anyways, I had fun. Don’t want to ever do it again, but I had fun.

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