I’m a Menace!

For Christmas I wanted to get Bruce something fun to do for one of his gifts…he had said he would like to race go-carts at a place we have close by. Ryan has gone a lot to this place and seems to always have a really good time. So, we tried once before-got the whole family together, had a great dinner-and off we went…only to find out we needed reservations. David made the reservations and Saturday was the big day. Bruce had a great time. He came in third in the last no-holes-barred race. Ryan is really good and he came in first followed by David. Bruce was telling me what their overall times were and Bruce and David weren’t too far behind Ryan. Good job you guys! Then there was me.

 
Let’s just say I gave it a try and seriously? What a wreck! Literally!
The helmet and “sock” made me feel a bit claustrophobic. The cars flat out went too fast (I was running the “slow” race). The man with the flag annoyed me. He kept indicating I needed to keep to the right and let people pass me…duh! He got so he was almost laughing every time I approached him (on the right) Hmmm. I wonder if I could have run over him. Probably not. More issues: I “kissed” the wall with the back of the car too many times and then when I was heading straight for my youngest two children (Jill had spun out and David stopped for her) I panicked and couldn’t remember how to stop! I crashed into them at full throttle.. left foot brake…right foot gas. Crap. So, Jill’s okay, David needs to see the chiropractor and I’m scarred for life because I nearly killed my youngest two kids. I drive like a grandma…well at least THAT makes sense.

Beth drove my final two races, much to my relief, and I got to hold Jake, much to my delight. Beth didn’t mention in her blog however, that she was getting car sick going around those turns. I mouthed to her as she was driving slower than anyone, “Are you okay?” She shook her head in the negative. I thought she was hurt, but she was just sick to her stomach. We made quite a pair that night! I’ve decided that my family is too competitive for my blood, oh wait..they ARE my blood. Well, they take after their Dad I always enjoy being with the family though.
Afterward we had a fun time at dinner. Thank you Ryan and Beth for dinner! Thank you David, Ryan, Beth, Jill and Drew for coming and making it a fun evening. And for not laughing TOO hard at me. Check out the pictures on Beth’s blog.