I have to admit that it took a bit to put 2 and 2 together. The fact that RC stood for Remote Controlled...well, RC just wasn't part of my lexicon. But after CBT's birthday that all changed.
After the course was carefully set and the timer was ready to go, the races began. There were actually a series of races - one with each of the cares. The best cumulative time would win.
The competition was fierce and, of course, we had hurt feelings.
Concentration was key....
...but, form was also helpful.
We all participated....CBT, JST, Aunt Carol and me. It was actually a lot of fun once we recovered from feeling like we were treated unfairly.
It was a good day for a birthday. (Did I mention this was actually Christopher's birthday? We tried to make as much of it as we could since it falls so close to Thanksgiving.)
In the end practice paid off and you really could control that car.
The score tabulation became quite involved and the timer/scorekeeper had to sit to keep from overloading.
In the end, the competition was close except between 3rd and 4th place. James won and I came in last. A very distant last. I'm sure it had nothing to do with my trying to keep everyone having fun. I'm not afraid to let others laugh at me....especially, when I've done something ridiculously funny.
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