When I was about 13 years old, my parent’s bought me a little go-kart. It was pretty awesome at the time, it went a blazing 20mph, and kinda sorta sat two people. After terrorizing and chasing the neighbor’s cats for awhile, I realized they were a bit more agile than I was and faster. This doesn’t bode well with a mischievous teenager like myself. Time to start modifying the go-kart.
Since I was on a limited budget at the time, I stuck to the basics, hotter spark plug, synthetic oil, removing the restrictive exhaust pipe, and taking the air filter off. Now I was blazing around in a puttering, stuttering, 21mph go-kart. Those cats were finally going to be mine! As you might imagine, the kart ran like crap, but man did it sound cool! Over time, running no air filter, driving through dirt, and feeding my go-kart Mountain Dew(hey, it gave me an added boost), the throttle stuck open. This was a cheaply made go-kart that had brakes that barely stopped it when you weren’t on the throttle. I went straight into a forest. Tree after tree was battering this go-kart with me along for the ride. And by ‘along for the ride’ I mean getting whacked in the face with tree branches. Suddenly this 21mph go-kart was hitting speeds much faster. I couldn’t tell you exactly how fast it was because my only gauge in the kart was an outside temperature gauge, but I could tell you it was 74-degrees that day!
Finally a bigger tree slowed the kart’s progress enough for me to jump out. The front of the kart started to climb the tree until it’s momentum stopped. I went and shut off the motor. Now of course a happy ending to this story would involve me blowing the kart up and never looking back, but no, I continued to use that kart. It was a little tricky because the throttle was always open, you’d pull the rip cord while lifting the rear of the kart, tires would spin madly, you’d grab the front roll bar and jump in as you dropped the kart to the ground. To stop, just hit the kill switch. And I went on to a semi-successful racing career in go-karts, with the exception of going through a chain link fence at 80mph(another story for another day).
-Trent