THE GREAT GOLF CART INCIDENT

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!

I AM A DAREDEVIL AT HEART BUT I WAS ABSOLUTELY POSITIVE THAT WE WERE GOING TO TURN OVER AT LEAST 2 OR THREE DIFFERENT TIMES. THE MORE I SCREAMED AT HIM TO STOP THE FASTER HE WENT(LAUGHING CRAZILY ALL THE WHILE)USUALLY TURNING CORNERS ON 2 WHEELS MOST OF THE TIME. AT LEAST MY 2 WHEELS WERE THE ONES 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!

Now he is 21. He is a fine driver. Maybe a little too speedy but he probably inherited that from his auntie.