Enjoy your carefree go-kart days while they last, boy of the 1960s
Ah, the halcyon days of yore, when youths could careen wildly down suburban lanes in their rickety go-karts, nary a helmet in sight, one hand on the wheel, their vehicle’s engine(!) belching blue smoke into the lower atmosphere. Now kids probably have to pad and wrap themselves up heavier than Nanook of the North to statutorily pilot a go-kart, if such contraptions are still even street legal and not now strictly the province of seedy, low-rent, tire-bordered commercial tracks. There are probably some EPA emissions regulations thrown into the prohibitive mix, too.
Anyway, enjoy it while you can, kid. Vietnam will be here before you know it.