I don't recall racing through cornfields, except just to get through them quickly.
I do however recall a few times when we had no food. We were sent into the harvested fields with the little trailer my stepdad used behind his motorcycle. We'd gather whatever corn we could find, load it onto the trailer, then boil it for meals. "Field corn" isn't very good. So gritty.
We ran races through the cornfields! Great memories, and yes, arms up so the corn didn’t smack your face!
I don't recall racing through cornfields, except just to get through them quickly.
I do however recall a few times when we had no food. We were sent into the harvested fields with the little trailer my stepdad used behind his motorcycle. We'd gather whatever corn we could find, load it onto the trailer, then boil it for meals. "Field corn" isn't very good. So gritty.