On July 3 of this year, I thought, “Well, I’d better take a look at craigslist again.” There were several karts for sale in the Bay Area but not many here in the Sacramento area.
And there it was: $1,300 for an Intrepid Cruiser KT1000.
Whatever an Intrepid KT1000 was?
But it was definitely a kart and good for someone starting out like me.
A nice young man was heading off to college back east this fall and was taking break from karting while he was there so he was selling it. A couple of calls later and there I was at his place, check in hand.
(I’d actually watched a video of his about his kart on YouTube. What will they think of next on computers? Hey, this guy was a celebrity as far as I was concerned!)
So, the kart looks good to me and I actually manage to ask one question that makes me look like I actually had been talking to people down at the track for the previous month. Which I had,
There she is in all of her glory. My new mistress.
even though I didn’t understand much of what they said. (“You want to make sure you get one with a fliegle-flaggle on it…”)
“Is that a 4-cycle engine?”
“No, it’s a 2-stroke.”
Uh oh. That means it’s really, really fast. Not fit for the “beginner” league I wanted to get into.
“I won the championship last year at the Blue Max Kart Club in its class,” he says.
Yeah, baby!! I like him more every minute! And now I HAVE to have this kart.
He throws in a gas can, spare tires, gears, and a few odds and ends and helps me load it into the back of my ex-sister-in-law’s pick up truck. (Yeah, I don’t actually have any way to get the kart down to the track yet. One thing at a time.)
It has begun.