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Lets open up with a little stream of conciseness weightings shall we. I was facing one of he most boring days of my pitiful little career today. As I set about my last task be for going home tonight the whole world changed. I jumped into my golf cart and through it into reveres. Now the carts we have are built with a governor (Not Arnold) to keep you from going to fast, well I guess some toyed with mine. As I whipped backwards I spun the wheel like a mad man, did a high speed 180 and ended up driving backwards on two wheels about 10 feet. The big thrill came when I realized I had both feet on the ground and was running a good 5 feet of the distance truing to keep the cart from falling on its side. As I jumped back in I tried to hit the breaks but my big oafish feet covered both pedals and the joy ride stopped when I hit the tree. This experience was all under a minuet. Can you imagine how the other 11 hours and 58 minuets were?