Papa asked me to get ready and go inside the car without telling me where we were going. I thought we were going to Johor - a very impossible idea - as I realized that the familiar route Papa usually take if we’re going back to Johor.
Soon, Papa arrived at the Go-Kart track. I was very scared as I saw some adults driving very fast. And my first try around the bend was ridiculous! - I didn’t turn enough to the right so I ran into the tyre barriers. I was afraid that I would crash so in the first round I didn’t step on the throttle at all but by the second round, I was a bit faster.
After the first round, the man there didn’t let me drive straight to the second round because the adults were racing at a very fast speed and because I was too slow, they were scared that there would be an accident because being slow, I would obstruct them.
On the second round, I was faster. Papa said, if I did the same pace as the first round, Papa would have slept there and then because I was too slow.
Go-Kart is so much fun!!!
This a great way to spend my Merdeka day, a new achievement for me!!!








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