Click this music link an get the tunes going ...
Then click the kart video above and take a couple hot laps with me on a wild ride
I ran with these guys as well..This is a really cool vantage point to see the drivers perspective ....
Tight courses like this can get super tricky
Need Some Inspiration ?
A couple good friends Tim an Eric show their stuff
Ready for liftoff?...I gotta get em to let me try this!
A Little About Me
Hi My name is Greg
I live in sunny Florida
Prior to being into network marketing an now switching to internet marketing today my life has taken quite a journey. In the late 60s - early 70s my family came to America from Germany when I was 9 years old .
I adapted quickly to American ways but still had my European roots. My father was in machine parts business after WW2 that took him back an forth to the US. He finally decided to kep the family in the states after the company he worked for made him an offer to work for them in the US and stay here. He brought the whole family and moved to Indiana not far from Indianapolis Speedway
My father was making good money an loved motor-sports of all kinds and raced motorcycles in the mid forties in what they called hare and hound chases in the states here .He was a top rider and very good friends with the Harley and Indian factory riders which helped him quite a bit with racing parts strictly reserved for factory riders . I was 14 when he bought me my first motocross bike an soon I was ready to race officially at a local track .I took to it like a duck to water an did well for a couple years but it is a rough sport on the body an we decided to move on to Karts eventually .
We bought a used "shifter" Kart which for those of you who are not familiar with them ,They are racing karts with 125cc or 250cc motorcycle style rotax engines with 6 gears you could shift ,hence the name. These were mainly run on road courses and was quite a learning curve for us. It took us nearly a year to really get a handle on it with a lot of help from fellow racers. .I was offered a spot on a factory team in Europe after placing several strong finishes against the pro guys and readily jumped on it for the next 2 years. These guys were extremely good but I finished 6th over all my first year and 3rd my second year. Not too bad for a rookie against the pros. I had a top team backing me up with top notch equipment . They let me go after my second year after winning several races an we parted on good terms as I was tired of all the traveling required. It was a great experience I'll never forget.
We moved on to the dirt track karts here in the states after that as it was becoming very popular at the time .I struggled the first year till about halfway through the season and started winning,I won 5 championships in the next 8 years and was 2nd the other 3 years at 3 different tracks .
Dad had a friend who had a sprint car an they decided to let me try it out for a few races. It was quite a handful as I was not used to the weight or the power. I ran half a season for them finishing in the top 5 a few times but I never really was passionate about the car as it was very temperamental.
Although my racing career was some what shorter than I had hoped it was a great time when all of my family came together an truly supported each other..Try not to lose that if you can at all help it..
THE DAYS AHEAD WOULD BE DARK
As Dad got older his years of poor diet and no exercise slowly caught up with him as he developed diabetes ,had a stroke which left him in bad shape . He became depressed as we had to pretty much quit racing all together and I became the pillar of the family as I helped support the family with my job at the time .
My older sister was married,self involved and rarely showed up to help me out as was the case of my younger brother .He was never much interested in the family sport of racing so he decided if we weren't rich enough to let him not work that he was going to go conquer the world . I shook my head in disgust knowing he had not a clue of what he was going to face out there alone in the world. He disappeared one day and mom was heartbroken for some time after that .He was gone for several months that turned into years without much communication, every once in a while someone would call telling me how we were a horrible family kicking him out like we did. I told them the real story but they were not convinced as they ranted on .I guess he had learned how to prey on people with BS to get them to feel sorry for him and give him food ,shelter and money .This went on for some 11 years then nothing. Last I found he was in an Oklahoma jail..Its sad.
In the mean time dads health was really deteriorating at a fast rate until he finally had a fatal heart attack in 94. My stress was already bad an this kicked it up a couple notches .Now it was just mom an I to handle our world. Dad had cashed in his life insurance prior to his passing and we didn't know until he was gone. We barely had enough to give him a proper ceremony. I went back to my job driving trucks and mom was working at a hotel reservation position and we were doing ok for the time being .We were holding our own but not able to put any money away due to mom's spending habits unbeknown to me as I was busy on the road making a living and thought she had a handle on it. Not so
In late 2007 mom's driving was getting scary as she was getting older an kept having minor fender benders all too often. She came home and was in the process of getting out of her minivan and did not get it all the way into park the van slipped into reverse ,the drivers door knocked her down and the left front tire ran over her hand . Why it was still running and she got out I will never figure out. I guess her mind was slipping then. I had left for an hour an I come back to all this. Imagine my stress.. The whole next year was me/Gf working ,dealing with her in an out of the hospital as they found clots in her lungs, low oxygen absorption, an giving her some dangerous blood thinners so that meant blood tests, It never seemed to end. The things you do because its your Mom.
I was awoken by a thud early one morning and found her on the floor with broken hip at 3am one morning . She had passed out from the combination of drugs on her way to the bathroom This lead to more lengthy hospital stays..surgery..rehab to home care where my girlfriend an I were full time servants to all her needs. I finally lost my job as they grew tired of my time off for mom so there went that income and that really hurt plus mom's vacation time was used up. I scrambled doing odd jobs here an there but I was losing ground to the mortgage ,bills and my sanity .
Never take life for granted because it will change in your journey
Take care all my friends. Peace an goodwill to all of you.
Greg Goodcat
You can reach me at
greggoodcat96@gmail.com
Visit my other site if you like
GregLightning.com
Facebook https://www.facebook.com/GregGoodcat
Youtube http://www.youtube.com/Lightning96669
I live in sunny Florida
Prior to being into network marketing an now switching to internet marketing today my life has taken quite a journey. In the late 60s - early 70s my family came to America from Germany when I was 9 years old .
I adapted quickly to American ways but still had my European roots. My father was in machine parts business after WW2 that took him back an forth to the US. He finally decided to kep the family in the states after the company he worked for made him an offer to work for them in the US and stay here. He brought the whole family and moved to Indiana not far from Indianapolis Speedway
My father was making good money an loved motor-sports of all kinds and raced motorcycles in the mid forties in what they called hare and hound chases in the states here .He was a top rider and very good friends with the Harley and Indian factory riders which helped him quite a bit with racing parts strictly reserved for factory riders . I was 14 when he bought me my first motocross bike an soon I was ready to race officially at a local track .I took to it like a duck to water an did well for a couple years but it is a rough sport on the body an we decided to move on to Karts eventually .
We bought a used "shifter" Kart which for those of you who are not familiar with them ,They are racing karts with 125cc or 250cc motorcycle style rotax engines with 6 gears you could shift ,hence the name. These were mainly run on road courses and was quite a learning curve for us. It took us nearly a year to really get a handle on it with a lot of help from fellow racers. .I was offered a spot on a factory team in Europe after placing several strong finishes against the pro guys and readily jumped on it for the next 2 years. These guys were extremely good but I finished 6th over all my first year and 3rd my second year. Not too bad for a rookie against the pros. I had a top team backing me up with top notch equipment . They let me go after my second year after winning several races an we parted on good terms as I was tired of all the traveling required. It was a great experience I'll never forget.
We moved on to the dirt track karts here in the states after that as it was becoming very popular at the time .I struggled the first year till about halfway through the season and started winning,I won 5 championships in the next 8 years and was 2nd the other 3 years at 3 different tracks .
Dad had a friend who had a sprint car an they decided to let me try it out for a few races. It was quite a handful as I was not used to the weight or the power. I ran half a season for them finishing in the top 5 a few times but I never really was passionate about the car as it was very temperamental.
Although my racing career was some what shorter than I had hoped it was a great time when all of my family came together an truly supported each other..Try not to lose that if you can at all help it..
THE DAYS AHEAD WOULD BE DARK
As Dad got older his years of poor diet and no exercise slowly caught up with him as he developed diabetes ,had a stroke which left him in bad shape . He became depressed as we had to pretty much quit racing all together and I became the pillar of the family as I helped support the family with my job at the time .
My older sister was married,self involved and rarely showed up to help me out as was the case of my younger brother .He was never much interested in the family sport of racing so he decided if we weren't rich enough to let him not work that he was going to go conquer the world . I shook my head in disgust knowing he had not a clue of what he was going to face out there alone in the world. He disappeared one day and mom was heartbroken for some time after that .He was gone for several months that turned into years without much communication, every once in a while someone would call telling me how we were a horrible family kicking him out like we did. I told them the real story but they were not convinced as they ranted on .I guess he had learned how to prey on people with BS to get them to feel sorry for him and give him food ,shelter and money .This went on for some 11 years then nothing. Last I found he was in an Oklahoma jail..Its sad.
In the mean time dads health was really deteriorating at a fast rate until he finally had a fatal heart attack in 94. My stress was already bad an this kicked it up a couple notches .Now it was just mom an I to handle our world. Dad had cashed in his life insurance prior to his passing and we didn't know until he was gone. We barely had enough to give him a proper ceremony. I went back to my job driving trucks and mom was working at a hotel reservation position and we were doing ok for the time being .We were holding our own but not able to put any money away due to mom's spending habits unbeknown to me as I was busy on the road making a living and thought she had a handle on it. Not so
In late 2007 mom's driving was getting scary as she was getting older an kept having minor fender benders all too often. She came home and was in the process of getting out of her minivan and did not get it all the way into park the van slipped into reverse ,the drivers door knocked her down and the left front tire ran over her hand . Why it was still running and she got out I will never figure out. I guess her mind was slipping then. I had left for an hour an I come back to all this. Imagine my stress.. The whole next year was me/Gf working ,dealing with her in an out of the hospital as they found clots in her lungs, low oxygen absorption, an giving her some dangerous blood thinners so that meant blood tests, It never seemed to end. The things you do because its your Mom.
I was awoken by a thud early one morning and found her on the floor with broken hip at 3am one morning . She had passed out from the combination of drugs on her way to the bathroom This lead to more lengthy hospital stays..surgery..rehab to home care where my girlfriend an I were full time servants to all her needs. I finally lost my job as they grew tired of my time off for mom so there went that income and that really hurt plus mom's vacation time was used up. I scrambled doing odd jobs here an there but I was losing ground to the mortgage ,bills and my sanity .
Never take life for granted because it will change in your journey
Take care all my friends. Peace an goodwill to all of you.
Greg Goodcat
You can reach me at
greggoodcat96@gmail.com
Visit my other site if you like
GregLightning.com
Facebook https://www.facebook.com/GregGoodcat
Youtube http://www.youtube.com/Lightning96669
