It only took us a decade and 4 cub scouts, but we finally managed to build a car that didn't come in dead last. Last year, our banana car actually popped its wheels mid-race. I swear we are the most pathetic racing family effeh...
But this year, our final year I might add, since our youngest has reached the age to move into Boy Scouts from Cub Scouts, we got it right. I believe the secret formula was this: Mom doesn't get to touch it. Yeah, 'nough said. T's car actually won most of its heats and just barely was scraped out of the winner's circle.
We are all so proud!
