Go-Cart Haiku

This is my new little grandson, Mr. Max born on Christmas day.
He'd better wake up and get on the ball if he expects to go to the Go-cart track with us next Christmas. 

No doubt he will.   But my wife will make him sit out another year with Grace. I am betting Max will have a lead foot like his Dad and Papa Tee.  Go-Cart Haiku:

Rickety go-cart
tearing around the tract- LOOK OUT!
Max swerves on instinct.