On Saturday morning I woke up for my birthday party.
First we picked up Molly Paige and Nancy and we went straight to Daytona.
When we arrived, we got our helmets on, but Molly didn't feel that well so she didn't go on.
When we hopped on the long wide go-karts, I had number 4. The man said to put on our seatbelts for safety. The man let me go first.
I was in the lead but number six came along. William passed me then dad. I thought mine was the slowest kart.
On the second lap around, I saw Nancy stuck in the tyres. I started laughing at her. I was skidding around the corners and I passed Paige. She was trying to beat me then I suddenly thought my kart wasn't the slowest. I started waving at Mum and Molly.
At the end, the man said to park up our karts, so we did then Nancy rammed into Paige and she nearly bumped Paige off the karts. We started laughing. I used to do that to other people.
After we walked over the tyres, we took off our helmets, then Mum took a photo of us hugging each other.
When we jumped in the car with laughter, she gave us some lollies.
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