Quads and traintracks gaaah

Kevin picked me up halfway down the traintracks with his quad. And if I have any sense, it will be the last time . . . I think I'd rather walk.

Kev doesn't listen so well . . .I say he should go slower because I am thinking I'm going to fall off and die . . . he's like, naaah, this is fun. Not so much. I think he paid more attention when I quit telling him off and just chomped on his shoulder. . . not that he slowed down very much.

Yeah, I think I will just walk next time. Going around 80 km/hr on the traintracks is only supposed to happen when you are in the freaking train.