Ari Rankum
NAFO Karting Champion, 2012
As I kept walking, the mood changed from a park setting, suitable for a family, to a sordid, carnival atmosphere. I should have known I was in a place I didn't belong, but you pays your money and you takes your chances. One minute, everything was going my way, the next, I'm face first in the corner being rammed viciously from behind. I try to turn my head and get a look at some faces. I can't make any out clearly, but I see every color imaginable. Someone, or something, has me held down by the neck and shoulders. Try as I might, I can't get out of the corner. I just keep getting ploughed from behind, one assailant after another. Wham, wham, wham. I'm completely surrounded. Just before everything went dark, I looked up and would have sworn I saw sparks. Then it was lights out for me. It seemed like hours, but I'm sure it was only a few moments. When I got up, my knees were on fire, and my ass really hurt.
And that's what sucks about bumper cars - the ride is not designed for adult-sized people, it's way too short, and if you get trapped in the corner, your ride is as good as over.
An Ari Rankum original.
And that's what sucks about bumper cars - the ride is not designed for adult-sized people, it's way too short, and if you get trapped in the corner, your ride is as good as over.
An Ari Rankum original.
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