Advice: If the Kidman's ask you to go "Go-Karting" say NO.
Part I
Last night my family got together to go Go-Karting. And this isn't just regular go-karting, this was the really fast karts that go +30mph. We went to Fast Lap, where they make you watch a movie about how Dangerous these karts are, and that you are going really fast, so don't bump because you WILL hurt yourself or someone else.
We got to have 3, 10 minute rides. It was soo much fun to get out on the track and just feel the wind and let the kart slide around the sharp corners. I tried not to bump, cause they really do go fast, but things happen, and people got bumped and I got bumped and whatever, They are go-karts.
Everything, and everyone was ok, no one was really hurt. Until the last 10 minute round. That's when mayhem started. Since it was the last time we got to go for the night, my brothers, and my DAD were pulling all kinds of crap. BUMPING, and crashing into us... it was complete chaos.
Well I was going fast, trying to keep up with my brothers, and my Dad was right behind me. I was going too fast for a turn and spun out. Well my DAD was right behind me and T-boned me sooooooooo hard. We were both surprised that the karts were ok and there was no damage to them. We kept going like nothing happened, and my Dad finally passed me....
When the final 10 minutes was up, we are taking off all the safety gear, and such, and my Dad was saying that he almost flew out of the kart, I told him that I almost did too! And my MOM (the traitor) was asking if Dad was alright (what about her sweet/cute/wonderful daughter!?) I was the victim! He was the one that crashed into me!!!!
Afterwords we all went to the closest In N Out to have milkshakes. When I got in my car, thats when I really noticed how sore I was from the accident. MY back and thigh are totally brusied, and my whole left side is sore to the point of: I can barely move... SO naturally I was giving my Dad a hard time about crashing into me and he gave me a hard time back. All in all it was a way fun night!
Part II
This morning my Dad calls me up when I'm getting ready for work, and asks me if I'm really ok. and I told him that I'm way sore and bruised up, but I'll make it. (sweet of him) I asked him if he was starting to feel guilty about crashing into me.(hahaha) He said, "No, I have a BROKEN RIB!"
Hahahahaha... (if you know my Dad at all, he breaks ribs all the time.) (My poor Dad)
I guess he really isn't as young as he used to be... My old man is gettin old. Who breaks ribs Go-Karting!?
ps. His Broken Rib is not my fault, I was just involved.
Last night my family got together to go Go-Karting. And this isn't just regular go-karting, this was the really fast karts that go +30mph. We went to Fast Lap, where they make you watch a movie about how Dangerous these karts are, and that you are going really fast, so don't bump because you WILL hurt yourself or someone else.
We got to have 3, 10 minute rides. It was soo much fun to get out on the track and just feel the wind and let the kart slide around the sharp corners. I tried not to bump, cause they really do go fast, but things happen, and people got bumped and I got bumped and whatever, They are go-karts.
Everything, and everyone was ok, no one was really hurt. Until the last 10 minute round. That's when mayhem started. Since it was the last time we got to go for the night, my brothers, and my DAD were pulling all kinds of crap. BUMPING, and crashing into us... it was complete chaos.
Well I was going fast, trying to keep up with my brothers, and my Dad was right behind me. I was going too fast for a turn and spun out. Well my DAD was right behind me and T-boned me sooooooooo hard. We were both surprised that the karts were ok and there was no damage to them. We kept going like nothing happened, and my Dad finally passed me....
When the final 10 minutes was up, we are taking off all the safety gear, and such, and my Dad was saying that he almost flew out of the kart, I told him that I almost did too! And my MOM (the traitor) was asking if Dad was alright (what about her sweet/cute/wonderful daughter!?) I was the victim! He was the one that crashed into me!!!!
Afterwords we all went to the closest In N Out to have milkshakes. When I got in my car, thats when I really noticed how sore I was from the accident. MY back and thigh are totally brusied, and my whole left side is sore to the point of: I can barely move... SO naturally I was giving my Dad a hard time about crashing into me and he gave me a hard time back. All in all it was a way fun night!
Part II
This morning my Dad calls me up when I'm getting ready for work, and asks me if I'm really ok. and I told him that I'm way sore and bruised up, but I'll make it. (sweet of him) I asked him if he was starting to feel guilty about crashing into me.(hahaha) He said, "No, I have a BROKEN RIB!"
Hahahahaha... (if you know my Dad at all, he breaks ribs all the time.) (My poor Dad)
I guess he really isn't as young as he used to be... My old man is gettin old. Who breaks ribs Go-Karting!?
ps. His Broken Rib is not my fault, I was just involved.
Sounds like you had a exciting evening. You probably are feeling a lot of whip lash from the Go-Kart accident. I hope you feel better soon. Hopefully you will start feeling better before your trip. When do you guys leave? We will have to catch up with you guys when you get back!
ReplyDeleteCUTE BLOG!!! I love it. Glad I found you and you are popular! those pics turned out sweet.
ReplyDeleteOh my gosh! I'm so jealous - I want to go with you guys! You do know that I would have kicked your butts, seeing as how I'm the reigning queen of go-karting:)
ReplyDeleteSorry Lynn, but I'm not surprised at all about the ribs...