My Golf Cart Stories
Some and or most of these should be relatable to you, because these are all the good times I had with my golf cart back at my old house when I lived near you. Hope you enjoy the memories!
My Brother’s accident
It was a cloudy day, and I remember it perfectly. Well… actually I was young so I don’t remember it perfectly, but the image of him getting absolutely demolished is still in my mind clearly and it’s glorious. Now, I remember that it was a few weeks before school, and summer was ending. My parents surprised us with a golf cart as my late present. (Even though I wasn't aloud to drive it till later.) And we all watched as my brother pulled out of the garage, and slowly went down the driveway, and eventually forgot that he had to hit the break on a uphill slope. Eventually he got to the road and got wrecked. A black car came by and demolished the new golf cart and sent my brother flying. For some reason though… I couldn't stop laughing at him! My First Experience Now, this sounds like it’s gonna be a happy, happy, joy, joy, experience, but hahahaha my life is pain and suffering. Now me Jerek, and my brother all decided to load up on the golf cart, which now had a governor on, which limited the thing to go only 14 mph due to the last accident. Now, we were all playing on our gamecube when we were forced out of the house. (To this day my dad is a bad person) So instead we decided to take the golf cart for a ride. Now, it had been years since the last accident, so I was aloud to drive by my parents. But, not aloud according to my brother. So this time I forced him to let me drive, how? By doing what all small children do, whining. Alot. I cried, and cried, until everyone got really mad, and oh boy did it work. Everyone was screaming and yelling, getting super angry with each other. But eventually we got in the golf cart and I heard the familiar hum of the engine. I pressed the gas pedal and went down the driveway. It …show more content…
You know, the ones where it looked almost exactly like a gun, but instead shot small bb’s instead? Yea those ones. Well, it was Anders birthday and we were about halfway through the “war” and it was getting boring, so both teams ran back to their houses and eventually we started up the idea of starting up the golf cart. We all started to load up when we heard them yelling over about it, so we got excited and drove out as fast as we could. There were about 4 of us and we were going down the driveway, when a ton of bbs rained down on the top of the cart, We drove down and returned fire, when they pelted us. This went on for a while as they hid in the woods and tried to demolish us. There was another war where we used it in the woods, we had a path near the infamous “horseshoe trail”. It was ambush central in that fight, we took turns tracking and shooting at eachother with the cart. Or when we went to Brent and Evans house down the dirt road, so many more hiding places and fun times down there with other vehicles as well. Too bad we had to get rid of
Some and or most of these should be relatable to you, because these are all the good times I had with my golf cart back at my old house when I lived near you. Hope you enjoy the memories!
My Brother’s accident
It was a cloudy day, and I remember it perfectly. Well… actually I was young so I don’t remember it perfectly, but the image of him getting absolutely demolished is still in my mind clearly and it’s glorious. Now, I remember that it was a few weeks before school, and summer was ending. My parents surprised us with a golf cart as my late present. (Even though I wasn't aloud to drive it till later.) And we all watched as my brother pulled out of the garage, and slowly went down the driveway, and eventually forgot that he had to hit the break on a uphill slope. Eventually he got to the road and got wrecked. A black car came by and demolished the new golf cart and sent my brother flying. For some reason though… I couldn't stop laughing at him! My First Experience Now, this sounds like it’s gonna be a happy, happy, joy, joy, experience, but hahahaha my life is pain and suffering. Now me Jerek, and my brother all decided to load up on the golf cart, which now had a governor on, which limited the thing to go only 14 mph due to the last accident. Now, we were all playing on our gamecube when we were forced out of the house. (To this day my dad is a bad person) So instead we decided to take the golf cart for a ride. Now, it had been years since the last accident, so I was aloud to drive by my parents. But, not aloud according to my brother. So this time I forced him to let me drive, how? By doing what all small children do, whining. Alot. I cried, and cried, until everyone got really mad, and oh boy did it work. Everyone was screaming and yelling, getting super angry with each other. But eventually we got in the golf cart and I heard the familiar hum of the engine. I pressed the gas pedal and went down the driveway. It …show more content…
You know, the ones where it looked almost exactly like a gun, but instead shot small bb’s instead? Yea those ones. Well, it was Anders birthday and we were about halfway through the “war” and it was getting boring, so both teams ran back to their houses and eventually we started up the idea of starting up the golf cart. We all started to load up when we heard them yelling over about it, so we got excited and drove out as fast as we could. There were about 4 of us and we were going down the driveway, when a ton of bbs rained down on the top of the cart, We drove down and returned fire, when they pelted us. This went on for a while as they hid in the woods and tried to demolish us. There was another war where we used it in the woods, we had a path near the infamous “horseshoe trail”. It was ambush central in that fight, we took turns tracking and shooting at eachother with the cart. Or when we went to Brent and Evans house down the dirt road, so many more hiding places and fun times down there with other vehicles as well. Too bad we had to get rid of