It must be horrible being a nigger especially one in a white society. It reminds me of a time at a certain place made for kids to have fun and one of the activities available was go carts. Well, there was this one go cart, I think it was #3, and it was ridiculously slow. I ended up finding out about it the hard way. So I'm out there on the track with the pedal to the metal, but I'm still only going grandma speed. I decided to just ride on the left to get out of everyone's way. If you had a bracelet, you could play all day and night with no limit, and there was this kinda big, loud, brash teenage guy who was paying to ride with coins in the last hour. He was acting like a jackass and not giving a fuck. At the end of the race while people were pulling in to park at the loading docks, I was heading for the final right turn while in the left lane. All of a sudden asshole comes up from behind me and decides to slam his cart into mine, resulting in getting turned completely sideways where I was stuck driving into the wall. One of the workers had to turn my cart straight, and he asked me if I saw who did it. Well, I was about to let it slip, but then I decided that was the most interesting thing that happened while getting stuck with the nigger cart. So I said I didn't know. Anyway, being a black woman is like being go cart #3 and everybody knows what the deal is with #3. For the rest of the night, I was doing whatever I could to avoid #3 just like I've been doing whatever I can in life to avoid niggers.