Little Lion had a Pine Car Derby today and we've spent the past few weeks preparing.
He drew the car out, total lack of aerodynamic engineering.
He put in a door, smack dab in the middle of the body, in direct violation of structures and strength of materials.
He denied any desire to properly weight the car, who cares if it's exactly the 5.0 ounces maximum allowed and recommended in the Cub Scouts.
He wanted it painted Blue and Purple.
He didn't want to put any numbers on it.
He wanted lights on the back - painted them with nail polish.
And so I determined to let him fail, the cars were expertly done by the other fathers, blowers, low profile, graphite wheels, turtle wax, themes, and bling. Not my son he had done this to himself, he would find out in this school of hard knocks that father always knows best.
Third Place...that's my boy!!!
