Putterin' Pete, the golf cart

(I forgot to take pictures during most of the work on Pete, so here is what I have… enjoy.)

I traded my 1992 Celica for a broken-down golf cart.

After a “quick” tune-up and a few replacement parts, it works again!

Time to pick up trash around the neighborhood.

Oh no — it broke again. Time for a haircut and a beer. John, you do some work while I drink a beer…

Georgia — land of the free — lets me drive old Putterin' Pete around on public streets, as long as I follow these laws.