Go-cart Road Rage (626 hits)
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Submitted by plushpeach <kristineethomas.at.yahoo.com> (View user info) at 2004-08-10 13:43:30 EDT
This is a story of rage and egos out-of-control! A story of how a day of innocent fun can turn ugly and dangerous in the blink of an eye. It is rather long but it is necessary to spread the warning! Readers beware; the evil is among us. That's right kiddos I'm talking about soccer moms.
It all started out rather like any other weekend. Bored, I called several friends to get together and see what we could do for fun. We decided that going to a local put-put-golf place sounded like the best idea. This place has games like laser tag and rock-wall climbing, and the sweetest arcades from classic Ms. Pac-Man/Frogger to the newest stuff on the market. So it's not just put-put golf.
So after several rounds of laser tag and go carting my friends and I are debating what we want to do next. Do we stay and play some more or do we drive over to the liquor store to get some beer and head out to the lake. As we are sitting in the patio area debating the merits of both ideas, we notice all of the little kids are now in the "bumper boats", most of them with moms and etc. What drew our attention was one boat in particular. This woman with her little kid were terrorizing all of the other boaters. Ramming them at full speed and squirting them with the nastiest water I've ever seen in my life. Apparently bored with the other children she turned her evil eye on the people sitting on the patio. Yes. That's right, the water jet could reach the patio. Seeing this, my friends and I quickly fled for safety, but not before she managed to drench two of my friends and their New York style pizza slices with murky dirty water the source of which, if forced to guess, is probably run off from a nuclear plant. They decide to leave after we ride once more on the go-carts. We'll join up with them and the beer later. Off to the races we go!
As we are in line this woman and her four-year-old kid joins us. Well no problem what harm can she do right? We all pay and head off to get our cars. Being fond of Mt. Dew, I grabbed that car right away. Plus it's the fastest car they have. Now in our go cart track there are two different styles of cars. The doubles meant for a child and parent, and singles, meant for, well... me. The doubles always get to go first because they are slower. That day there are three doubles. (We'll call them d1 d2 and d3) and three singles. I'm in the last one, which means at the start of the race I am in last place. I've got some serious work cut out for me if I want to win this race. And I really want to win, loser had to buy the whisky.
Up to the challenge I quickly by-pass d1 and 2. Now I'm catching up to the other singles with slower cars and wondering why they are all bunched together. Then I see how d3 is driving. This woman is all over the track. (Let me explain briefly about eh double car drive system. The owners of the place have it set up that the kid sits on the left and has dummy controls, sort of to make them feel like they are driving. Infact the parent controls the car).
This means that the two other singles couldn't pass her because she was jerking in and out of her lane. Either she was having seizures or she thought this was proper driving strategy. It was painful to watch because she kept bumping the other cars if they tried to pass her erratic ass. Let me just say here that in at least eight different spots there are signs saying in Three Foot Tall Letters: "NO BUMPING OTHER CARS: If you bump you forfeit your right to ride". I have seen them hold to that too. They will make you leave not only the go-carts but also the whole place.
After going round the track several times I see my way through everyone else. I go for it. Of course I rubbed a few bumpers, I wasn't ramming them from the back or anything, but room was tight and I had to get through, so seeing the narrow gap I took my chances and went for it. Success! Nothing like passing your fellow riders and coming out front in a daring and risky move they thought couldn't be done. Victory was mine, I could taste it! Well, maybe that was the burned rubber but I digress.
So I pull up right next to the lady in d3, on her right side, and try to pass. She hit my car! On purpose! Ok, no problem I backed off and tried from the left side. You know the side her little kid is sitting??? And she rammed me again. This time almost knocking her kid out of the car! He starts to cry a bit so I backed off. But I just couldn't stay there! I had to see if I could go for it. The whole time I was sitting there she was bumping me over and over and over! Her maniacal laughter ringing in my ears as sparks from our bumpers flew through the air. I was really starting to get pissed. Her kid wasn't having fun he was crying!
I was furious every time it happened. But I never expected what she was about to do. I tried one last time. It was our final lap and the need to win was coursing through my veins. So in the next to last turn I decided to go for it one more time. That's when it happened. She turned her car into mine and hit me on an angle. Her kid went sliding towards the edge of the car seat and I made the fatal error of hitting my breaks. The bitch kept her foot on the gas and started to put me in a spin! Her child is screaming in terror by now, and I'm so pissed I was seeing red. Fuck it, it's not worth scaring some little kid, I tell myself as I spin out of control. I lost the race. I had to wait for the staff to come help because there is no reverse to these cars and I can't drive the track heading in the wrong direction. When I finally got there I heard her say to her friends. "I won! Because I'm the best! At everything." The she pointed to me and started laughing, gabbing on about how she spun me out. Did I mention her kid was still crying?? A primal scream was building in my chest. It had to stop. I had stood by and had done nothing as she drenched innocent by-standers, in the bumper boat ride. I watched as she put her own child at risk to win a go-cart race. What would be next? Was no one safe? This madness had to stop. Looking around I knew nobody was going to step forward. It had to be me. I began to stalk my prey as she headed to the laser tag room. Justice was mine. She was going down.
*Will this madwoman continue her destructive path? Will justice and truth prevail? Tune in tomorrow for the final chapter; "Laser-tag Revenge"
User Reviews
Submitted by NNims (user info) at 2004-08-11 15:30:24 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
track her down in the lazer tag smash her, in the head with the lazer gun to knock her out then proceed to do whatever you wish to her!
Submitted by Finding_Neo (user info) at 2004-08-10 19:45:29 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Kick arse!
Submitted by Gnome (user info) at 2004-08-10 17:35:54 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
no +2 cause you left me hanging.
and there better be a shovel involved in the conclusion.
Submitted by Shlongy (user info) at 2004-08-10 17:17:43 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
Kill her. Then fuck her.
Then, you should probably kill yourself, unfortunately.
Submitted by jumpinjellyfish (user info) at 2004-08-10 17:04:02 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Take the bitch out!!!
Submitted by JinkyWilliams (user info) at 2004-08-10 16:15:07 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Bah, finish the story! Too much suspense! Peachy justice must be metted out, Office-Space-beat-down-style, on D3. Garrr at that woman. She will probably buy some ice cream for her kid to placate him and ignore the rest of it.
There should be a parent license test or something.
Stay orange.
--JW
Submitted by xenon (user info) at 2004-08-10 14:08:22 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Beat her down!
Submitted by BLITZKREIG_BOB (user info) at 2004-08-10 14:06:37 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
You should have spit on them.
Submitted by RyuFu (user info) at 2004-08-10 13:52:21 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
YEA, GO FOR IT!
Submitted by AlahAckbar (user info) at 2004-08-10 13:48:26 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
This was kinda.....blah....
Submitted by gamma (user info) at 2004-08-10 13:47:05 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Hehe.
PS: Show us your boobies!