Bought my 8year old daughter a go cart. One day she was zipping around the property and stopped at an oak tree, she proceeded to talk real loud, kept looking at the tree, point at tires and pounded on the yolk. Everything seemed fine to me, but thought I would walk over and see what was up. The thought no more crossed my mind when she gunned it and sped around the field spraying dirt, hauling butt and doing some sweet maneuvers. After a while shed had enough I guess and parked. I told her how great she did and then asked her why she was upset earlier. She was blank and clueless so I said it looked like she was yelling at the oak tree and hitting her yolk and such. She says.. Ohhhhhh no no, I was yelling at the pit crew they were taking to long. =] She is her daddys girl.
Posted on: Sun, 23 Nov 2014 20:21:36 +0000
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