Last Thanksgiving day, we were riding along near dusk and heard a screeching and skidding sound behind us a ways off.
It kept getting louder until I saw the lights in my mirror. They were going fast, so I pulled into the grass as we were just cruising around.
The cart had three teen-agers in the front and they were doing "Fast and Furious" drifting in what is likely Grandpa's 15K+ golf cart.
We watched as they moved ahead of us and they tried "drifting" in the corners. I am sure that outing by the grandkids took a year or two of life out of that cart. I've never seen one abused like that in the Villages.
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