I recently took my soon to be step son(Kieran) carting down at the track in Guernsey, decided to try and play it cool and just potter around the track and try not to hit anything,or worse spin off! What started off as good natured bit of racing around ended when I was rammed by some spotty teenager, after that the red mist came down over my eyes and for 15 minutes I behaved like a German racing driver! And by that I mean I was willing to force an 8 year old girl off the race track on a corner Just to stay in the race! I think I lapped Kieran once and overtook him twice! (He's only 12 and had the lower powered cart) It's odd how competitive we get as we get older eh! (Still the most fun i've had in years!) Anyway here's a pick of me and the boy before I turned all sort of Michael Schumacher!
