I had a gokart when a kid, a little hobby between my grandfather and myself. There was no track around, but there was a big church parking lot near my house, and it was usually vacant with no houses around. For racing, there was my brother's high school bus and a long stretch of road. Nobody seemed to mind, and the bus driver never said anything or got out to ring my neck. Besides, I was usually screaming along on the sidewalk. :what: