In 2008, I had an accident in Go-Karts. It wasn’t anything too serious, but it scared me so much that I quit racing. I went out for my race, not expecting anything to happen but soon I would find out that I was in for the ride of my life. Not knowing how to make it stop, I just sat there screaming my head off.
The caution flag was thrown for another wreck and I realized that I couldn’t slow down. I slammed on my brakes multiple times but I had no pedal. The flagmen were yelling at me to slow down, but I couldn’t. I had aboslutely no idea what to do. Eventually I drove into the pits and a guy, we were friends with, jumped in front of me and my dad jumed at the bumper and got me stopped. I got out of my Kart crying my eyes out.
My throttle sticking scared me out of racing Go-Karts. I would still go to the races and watch. We went to Lake Erie Speedway, Raceway 7, and Erie Speedway to watch. About 3 years ago, I wanted to get back into racing. My dad, who raced, made me realize that I can’t let things like that scare me. When he raced, he had some nasty wrecks and he got right back into it. In 2015-2016, I started racing again.