Just think about what happened in the. Where do I start well? Well my dad and I were putting my go cart up on the trailer getting the go cart all strapped in. As I was walking to my dad’s truck I could feel the grip of the steering wheel in the palms of my hand and my foot pushing down on the gas as hard as I can. My dad said” hop in its time to head out”. As I hopped in the truck I was excited to race. My dad and I hit the interstate as we drove forward. I was looking out the window, seeing horses cow and fields. It was about three hours Intel I saw the sight that said race wars.
As my father poled into race wars I saw a lot of alcohol