Go karting is nothing like they portray it to be on Mario Kart.
It’s filled with long tracks, loud noises, and waving flags. I was ready for this, I tried to tell myself. My heart pounded as I put my helmet on over my face sock.

I learnt the flags, I studied the track, and I jumped into my kart. ‘What if there’s a speed limit?’ ‘What if I crash?’ It was too late for questions. The karts inched forward. I placed my foot on the acceleration and pushed down.

I carefully maneuvered through the course, going as slow as possible. Everyone fled by, but I didn’t know the speed limit. Just to be on the safe side, I kept on going slowly.

Turns out, I finished in last place. But it was fun.