MY NEPHEW LOVES THIS STORY BECAUSE HE IS THE ONE WHO NEARLY KILLED ME!
WHEN HE WAS AROUND 10 YEARS OLD I WAS VISITING AND HE WANTED TO TAKE ME FOR A RIDE ON HIS GOLF CART. I HAPPILY WENT OUT WITH HIM AND GOT INTO THE CART WITH HIM. HE PROCEEDED TO CAREEN RECKLESSLY AROUND THE YARD LIKE WE WERE IN MR. TOAD'S WILD RIDE OR SOMETHING!I AM A DAREDEVIL AT HEART BUT I WAS ABSOLUTELY POSITIVE THAT WE WERE GOING TO TURN OVER 2 OR THREE DIFFERENT TIMES. THE MORE I SCREAMED AT HIM TO STOP THE FASTER HE WENT(LAUGHING CRAZILY) TURNING CORNERS ON 2 WHEELS MOST OF THE TIME. (USUALLY MY 2 WHEELS WERE THE ONES WE WERE ON THE GROUND WHILE HE WAS DRIVING SIDEWAYS . I HAD TO HOLD ON FOR DEAR LIFE THE WHOLE TIME.
FOR YEARS AFTER THAT HE WOULD ASK ME IF I WANTED TO GO FOR A GOLF CART RIDE WITH HIM AND JUST CACKLE WITH LAUGHTER WHEN I LET HIM KNOW IN NO POLITE TERMS THAT IT WOULD NEVER HAPPEN AGAIN!
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