Hangin with Cousin Ronnie

I'll never forget this one time we went down to Hatboro, PA to visit, Uncle Jack, Aunt Ronnie, Ronnie and Claire.  It was overcast and I don't remember if it rained while we were there or just before we got there.  So Ronnie and I go over to the nearby park, maybe it was a schoolyard, but they had a piece of playground equipment that I'd never been on before.  It was a carousel that you push yourself.  The track around it was rutted and soaked.  That didn't stop us as we ran around that thing to get it going as fast as we could, then tried to jump on.  Of course, the centripedal force was enough that we could barely hang on and at some point we were getting dragged through the mud.  We were laughing hysterically which made it even more impossible to keep our balance on it.