For Christmas when I was 10, my mom and dad got me a go cart. It was a used home built cart. Dad sand blasted the frame and put on the good ol red primer and painted the wheels white. It came with a 340 cc snowmobile engine on it, so that was promptly removed for something smaller. He didn’t find an engine in time for Christmas, so I got it without a power plant. That night I went down in the basement and spied the snowblower in the corner with an 8 hp Tecumseh engine. I promptly started to tear things apart to see how I could rig things up on the cart to get the throttle cable and chain lined up. Several days later it snowed, so dad got up at 4:30 in the morning to blow off the driveway before he left for work and guess what?? Somebody had some explaining to do. That was in 1982. The temperature out that Christmas morning was 60 degrees.
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