Flintkote
Copyright© 2020 by Old Man with a Pen
Chapter 75
“I’ve been here 10 years and had no idea.”
“Great ... you didn’t deny it ... have you met my auntie Surprise?” And she lightly touched my knee with two fingers.
“No ... is she anything like you?”
“If you were to make me 22 and Grandma Sultry 22 you wouldn’t be able to tell the difference... ‘cept I’m smarter.”
“Who cares about any old Russian ... I don’t. And I have a sudden urge to meet your Auntie.”
And he kissed me on my nose and tossed me high and caught me on the way down. I squealed like a four year old and headed for my kart and airplane. The cart ... Oh No ... I left it on ... it won’t start. Time for ‘womanly wiles.’
“My battery is dead ... my kart won’t go,” I batted my eyes and asked, nicely, “Would you carry my kart home in your pickup?”
“What makes you think I have a pickup?”
“You look like a small pickup kind of guy. Maybe a Mazda or a Toyota ... if it’s a Toyota it’s a four wheel drive.”
“See ... Toyota,” I said. “But ... a flatbed? That’s so cute.”
The pipe frame go-kart isn’t heavy ... if you take off the batteries ... which I can not do ... so I keep it plugged in to the Hobbico Charger.
I found the Hobbico on Ebay when I was looking for my next airplane. It does 12 volt and it has all sorts of alligator clips and jacks and plugins so I can plug in my plane and charge that battery while I charge the 12 volt deep cycle and the RC transmitter. I left it on and not plugged in to the house current ... so ... it’s dead.
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