It’s always important to know the limitations of your equipment.
In the case of Li’l Red Wagons, it’s the braking system. That consists of whatever kinds of footwear you’ve currently got on, and whatever tensile strength you’ve got to plow your feet into whatever substrate you’re traveling over.
In 1974, a pair of black, high top Keds and my ankles were NOT enough to stop a Radio Flyer traveling on blacktop with a coating of loose gravel. Just sayin’.
It’s a race kiddies. You want accelerators, not brakes. I need more speed!
trees make effective brakes
*rubs the dent in the forehead*
Very.
I have the feeling that if I tried this today (in real life), I’d end up attempting a Charles Addams type of stop, with the wheels going around the tree and me being embedded into it.
[Greg Cravens]:
I’m surprised to notice that, at my screen’s resolution, Panel_4’s bearded guy has no pupils in his eyes. Makes it uncertain whether he’s looking back over his shoulder at the other guy, or to the sky (for ‘divine’ support), or maybe ‘offstage’ to his left, where (presumably) the actual course is located.
Ah! You’re right. I should make his pupils bigger.
Divine support and then the course… 😀
And I’m trying to think of a Milton Berle, Bob Hope or Don Rickles quote about not just looking down, but to offer help…
I wonder what team Mr. Bowtie is on.
He’s Darren (Nerfherder) one of your fellow readers, and he rides for Mittleif’s Crisis
He works for Mr. Mittleif, right? Loved his reaction to hearing that there would be fire in this race….
What’s really funny is that last panel is something I would really say. And I’m kinda glad cartoon me is the one going through all that. 😀
I also wish my hair was still this dark. It’s done a lot of ‘lightening’* in the last year.
*going grey.
Just put your legs out and drag it across the ground to stop. Just hope there aren’t any rocks in the way.
I squeeeed when I recognized myself in the first panel. You did a great job. Thank you for including us.
Absolutely my pleasure to include you!