Jeepin' sans Governor

Mike took the governor off the Jeep the other day because he was "bored".  Considering that our children drive worse than a snowbird in a Cadillac, I'd say the man needs a hobby.

Since I have no idea how he un-governed the cursed thing, and I'm not "bored" enough to try to reverse the procedure, the kids are now free to zoom around our driveway and yard at speeds approaching 5 mph. 

Apparently, speed has actually improved Sarah's driving.

Except in this case.

Will is still hopeless, even on a zebra scooter.  Ah, well.  At least they've got about 13 years to learn to look in the general direction in which they mean to proceed.