Some years ago, in this parking lot:
…and utilizing a car that looked a lot like this one (albeit with faded paint and a half-full Gatorade bottle glued to the roof over the rear–driver’s side–passenger’s head):
…I may or may not have helped a shopping cart accelerate to around 45mph. And while it did achieve a brief but glorious bit of uncontrolled flight, the shopping cart survived the experience relatively unscathed.
Large parking lots + unsecured shopping carts + cheap-ish gas + mentally stunted American male + mildly ratty car = hilarious hijinks
