LOVE it!!
Fondly remember the gocart thing, including knockin' my buddy's obnoxious sister a** over tin cans due to no brakes. You should have seen THAT one...pretty funny! We also hit the vacant lots catching garter & black snakes, catching bumblebees in pickle jars, & catching crawdads & salamanders in local creeks. Used to catch a lot of bullheads in a junk yard pond down the hill.
We were gone morning til Dad cranked up his "hand crank" siren he mounted on the back porch...that was our "dinner bell" until the old neighbor lady called the cops on him.....that sucker was LOUD! I'll bet we could hear that a dozen blocks away.
Lots of great memories.
Mike