Blog: How it all started ...
Hi, I’m Enea, and I’m 5 years old. I love speed, racing, and everything that has wheels! My journey into karting didn’t start on the racetrack — it began a lot earlier, and much smaller…
It all started when I was just a toddler, just before my 2nd birthday. My dad gave me my very first electric toy car. I didn’t know much about driving, but I already loved sitting behind the wheel and zooming around (well… slowly at first!).
Then came my balance bike. I practiced riding it in the hallway of our condo. I wasn’t super fast yet, but I was learning how to steer and balance — and I was having lots of fun.
One day, we went to the Happy & Healthy Bike Lane. That’s when I discovered how fun it is to go faster! I raced over the little hills on the pump track again and again, always trying to beat my own speed.
During a holiday in Chiang Mai, something amazing happened: I sat in a real two-seater go-kart with my dad! It was loud, fast, and super exciting. Right after that, I was brave enough to try a small electric kart all by myself. And guess what? I already had my motto:
“Brakes are for losers!” (Don’t worry — I still know how to use them 😉)
Back in Bangkok, I tried some faster electric karts. I even had a little crash into a concrete wall (oops!) — but that didn’t stop me. It made me want to learn more and get better.
Now we live in Hua Hin, and guess what? There’s a Kart track in Hua Hin! The first time we went, I got to drive a real 4-stroke petrol kart. But I was still too small for the pedals, so my dad stacked some pillows on my seat.
Later, he had an even better idea: he cut pieces from a yoga mat and stuck them under my shoes — so I could reach the pedals like a pro!
After just a few weeks of practicing, something super exciting happened:
We adjusted everything so it fits me perfectly. The steering wheel is lower, the pedals are closer, and the seat fits just right. My dad even built two special footrests, because the pedals are above the steering bar — and holding my feet up all the time was kind of tricky.
At the beginning, we limited my kart to 40 km/h to keep it safe (since I already had two small crashes). But now that I’ve gained more control and confidence, we’re slowly removing the speed limit so I can race faster and improve my lap times.
Today, we go to the kart track about three times a week. I usually race with my dad, but I really enjoy it when I get to drive with other kids and groups too. The track feels like home now, and every time I put on my helmet, I know:
I’m a racer. And this is just the beginning.