I had that exact one except ours didn't have a seat, you just had to not slide back into the hot ass motor.
Now that's what I'm talking about. Our seat was broken so we had to brace it against the motor, but if the brace fell out you fell back into the motor/clutch.
LOL, I've seen the place he is talking about, it's on the north side of I-20 in a strip of warehouses. If I remember correctly Ulterra Bits is also in the same strip of warehouses.
My dad's cousin used to have a couple. He put a 5hp engine on one and that thing hauled ass. He was driving it down a county road (in WA) being tailed by a friend to check the speed. At about 50mph the steering linkage came apart on a turn and he went off the road. Broke several bones and was in the hospital a couple of weeks.
Now that's what I'm talking about. Our seat was broken so we had to brace it against the motor, but if the brace fell out you fell back into the motor/clutch.
Lol so I wasn't the only one. And I remember my dad would yell at me for burning myself on the motor and whining about it. He would yell "If you can't handle it bring it back in and we'll let your sister drive it!"
Originally posted by Nash B.
Damn, man. Sorry to hear that. If it'll cheer you up, Geor swallows. And even if it doesn't cheer you up, it cheers him up.
He would yell "If you can't handle it bring it back in and we'll let your sister drive it!"
I'm glad im not the only asshole dad. I tell my son that almost daily, for everything. He can't break a bolt, "let me call your sister", he can't open a jar, "let me call your sister", lol!
That red go-cart is like the one my dad bought me when I was three or four, the brakes went out and I hit a curb, knocking out my front baby teeth. The funny part was watching my grandfather about beat my dads ass for putting me in a death trap, haha!
Originally posted by Silverback
Look all you want, she can't find anyone else who treats her as bad as I do, and I keep her self esteem so low, she wouldn't think twice about going anywhere else.
I'm glad im not the only asshole dad. I tell my son that almost daily, for everything. He can't break a bolt, "let me call your sister", he can't open a jar, "let me call your sister", lol!
That red go-cart is like the one my dad bought me when I was three or four, the brakes went out and I hit a curb, knocking out my front baby teeth. The funny part was watching my grandfather about beat my dads ass for putting me in a death trap, haha!
I am carrying on the asshole Dad tradition. I have a very tough 4 year old at home, he can fall and scrape a knee, get wacked in the head, bust a lip, etc. and never sheds a tear, he just "walks it off"
Originally posted by Nash B.
Damn, man. Sorry to hear that. If it'll cheer you up, Geor swallows. And even if it doesn't cheer you up, it cheers him up.
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