Childhood Memories

So i decided to kind of go along the lines of Jon's blog http://r-is-for-rocket.blogspot.com
and go back to some fun childhood memories of growing up in Georgia. So for those of you who don't know I grew up in this little podunk town called Byron. Our house was actually out in the suburbs of this little podunk town, so you can imagine we pretty much lived in the boonies.

Anyway growing up our house sat on just about 80 acres of land, where as kids we would spend hours out there, getting into who knows what, and doing who knows what. Let's just say we always had a lot of fun just playing. Well one day, my little brother and I decided to take our go-kart out into the field behind our house to just drive around and have fun. Well my safety conscious mom told Jon, my little brother, to wear a helmet as we went out driving....Why she didn't care to tell me to wear one still kind of bothers me....but anyway she told Jon to wear a helmet, more than likely do to the fact that on occasion i would turn rather sharply and "flip" Jon out of the go-kart, and kind of drive over him a little bit.... He never really got hurt so it wasn't ever that big of a deal, but man would he whine and cry when it would happen.

Well after we get all situated, we began our fun drive out into the field. Now let me describe this field to you, it was pretty much about 45 acres of wide open grass land, with hills and valleys. Pretty much the most perfect place to drive around in, that is as long as you avoided the cows in the field. Yes there were cows there, they weren't ours, we just let another farmer use the field to basically store them. Well with cows comes...cow patties. If you were ever running around out in the field you always had to be careful because it was literally like a mine field out there. If you made one wrong step chances are you would either go sliding for a few feet from the juices in the patty, or you would get splashed up the pant let. Both of these were never really a fun option. So now that we've started driving in the field, i just take of trying to get as much speed as possible, because well, why not?

We had been riding the go-kart for maybe 5 minutes when all of a sudden Jon begins screaming like a banshee. My first thought is what the heck is he screaming for, i haven't even tried to flip him out of the go-kart, so i glance over at him. This helmet that he was wearing had a face shield to it to protect the wearer from flying objects, such as bugs, and little rocks. Kind of like the picture here https://scootercityinc.3dcartstores.com/assets/images/helmets/20_wine.jpg
Well as we were driving we had happened to drive through one of those really juicy cow patties. Somehow the tire when it hit the patty whipped it up into the air...straight under the face shield of Jon's helmet, hence the screaming. He literally had a helmet full of cow manure with it still on his head. Yeah i was laughing so hard, i had to stop driving before we wrecked. The really funny part was that if he hadn't been wearing the helmet chances are the patty would have just been flung over his head and missed him, but safety first so Jon got a face full of warm juicy goodness. Ah memories, so much fun. :)