My Little Daredevil

My wild and crazy two year old son is a daredevil.  One of our good friends found him a little four wheeler that is not meant to be ridden.  It is just to play with.  Of course, C-man decided that he can ride it.  He gets on and heads for the kitchen tile.  He starts on one end of the kitchen and drives as fast as he can to the other end.  He usually yells, "Watch out!  Coming through!" 

He drives it at just above the speed limit.  One of these days the highway patrol is going to stop him. 

I find it really comical. He is clearly too big to ride on it.  It reminds me of the clowns at the fair driving those little cars.