So, the other day I'm at work and I'm sewing up a laceration so I can't check my phone but my wife was sending me some text messages. It was about 45 minutes before I could check them, but they went like this:
Wife: Rode golf cart over to the barn so girls could pick flowers. Ran out of battery and now stuck. (barn is about 1/2 mile from house)
A little later...
Wife: I got neighbor to pull the cart to house
A little later...
Wife: I unplugged cart, had bad burning smell
By now I have read them and my immediate response is: Did you flip the switch under the seat to "Tow" before you pulled it to house?
Wife:. What switch?
Me: Honey, that burning smell is the melted motor.