Here's a story about powered trollys.

I was playing golf with someone who had just bought a brand new, shiny, s****y cart. He was showing off by turning up the throttle and letting it zoom up the hill 40 yards in front of him while me and my companions were cussing because we had to pull ours or carry them.

Anyway, his cart flipped backwards on the steep hill and rested on the handle and both drive wheels continuing up the hill at a fair old rate of knots while despositing a club on the ground every 20 yards. Instead of going straight to the bag and halting it, he was stopping at every club to pick it up so the distance between himself and the trolly took a while to close down.

Paul