Review on Convenient And Sturdy Collapsible All-Terrain Beach Wagon - MacSports Heavy Duty Utility Cart In Blue/White by Tarrance Man

Back in the day, I answered a question concerning the towing ability of this product versus a competitor in a question titled "Is this easier to tow in the soft sand than the Wonder Wheeler with the Ultra Wide Wheels?" I stand by my answer.For an update, after years of quality service making many, many trips across grass, asphalt, concrete, soft sand, hard sand, shipwrecks, and a few washed-up kraken carcasses along the shore all the while keeping us safe from an unprovoked Allosaurus attack and hauling quite the load comprised of an inordinate amount of toys, chairs, umbrellas, coolers, hopes, dreams, ambitions, and my dislike of Communism, I'm now in the market for a replacement as the waters, winds, and sands of time have rendered my beach wagon inoperable. When water, sand, and wind are combined with time, mountains are leveled, canyons are built, and entire landscapes, once familiar and seemingly everlasting, are radically transformed to the point where we wonder were they ever really how we remembered them upon our first encounter.From a value perspective, this is a winner. It punched above its weight time and again. It was not used nor ever expected to haul excessive cargo despite the weight my hopes, dreams, ambitions, and dislike of Communism register. When used with even a mild degree of prudence by people ranging in age from 5 - 75, I never saw it fail. I might have been fortunate to get one that proved more durable than others.Later this month, I will be joined by some men and women, strong men who ventured to far off lands to battle for freedoms and returned home to work the earth, and strong women who crusaded against inequality and taught children the difference between good and evil, to show our respect for the years of service we enjoyed. Together, we will honor our fallen friend.I don't know what the future holds. As I look around, I see the world changing at a concerning pace. The familiar becomes the unknown. For years, despite the heartache, the trials, the tribulations, the defeats, the pain -- through it all, I knew what I would be towing to the beach. Now -- now times are different. They are uncertain and that worries me. I worry I might not make it to the sandy shores or if I do, what will I have with me? What dangers lurk out there now that I am alone? I don't know if my fears are unfounded. I guess I just miss my friend.