Shut the Front Door ... Day 6

Most days it's pretty quiet around here.
Our house is 1/2 mile off the road and unless someone is lost or trespassing, you don't see or hear from much from anyone.
Then there are days like today.

Day 6 ..... also known as "The day the Redneck Sled Races came to town".

It involves the sound of a child screaming at the top of his lungs and a golf cart whizzing by just as fast as it's little bald tires can go on snow.

Because of those little bald tires, they actually spent more time pushing it out of the snowbank.

I should have charged admission.