u/SwillFish

So far so good... I currently have one tracker going and would eventually like to add a second on Robinhood. Can I do this on a single Robinhood trading account or do I need to create a second one?

Is anyone using Autopilot on Robinhood? If so, is it buggy, or is it pretty seamless? I want to give Autopilot a try but I don't want to do it on a poorly integrated platform. Thanks.

Back in the 1980s, I had two ne’er-do-well friends named Frank and Doug. Frank and Doug were not your typical teenagers, they were delinquents. In their free time they sought out trouble purely for entertainment purposes and it wasn't so wholesome. They’d drag shopping carts next to their car at high speeds in the middle of the night just to watch them slam into curbs and explode into shrapnel. They stole alarm signs from front lawns and hurled them at parked cars where they would stick like javelins. They would buy bowling balls from thrift stores to toss out their car window on steep hills so they could follow them down on their path of destruction.

While I never was a direct participant in their mayhem, as a fellow teenager, I’ll admit I found the stories they told of their many antics entertaining and a bit hilarious. I even tagged along as an observer with them once or twice.

Adding to the hilarity was Frank himself who had an incredible, villainous, laugh that he would belt out in glee whenever they caused trouble. It was a loud, insanely ridiculous cackle that sounded like it belonged to an evil Disney cartoon character. It made their dumbest, destructive, antics that much funnier. Frank was so good at this laugh, it was a point of pride for him.

There was a local country club in our town that was strictly off limits to non-members. Most of us viewed it as an elitist playground for old, rich, entitled people. Frank and Doug especially resented it.

A year earlier, I’d snuck onto this golf course at night with a large group of teenagers to play capture the flag under the full moon. It was a lot of fun until the groundskeeper snuck up on us in the dark on his golf cart and chased us off with a spotlight. We all feared him. He was the guardian of the golf course.

One night Frank and Doug suggested we hop the fence and explore the place. The three of us wandered across a few greens which was boring and pointless. Then, we hit the driving range where we stuffed our pockets with golf balls.

After that we wandered back onto the greens where we found ourselves on a low rise overlooking a small gully. At the bottom was a bungalow. It was where the groundskeeper lived. A light was on inside but otherwise the place was silent. Frank pulled out a golf ball and hurled it at the roof. Whack! The sound echoed sharply. We waited... everything again went silent. Frank hurled another. Whack! Thirty or so seconds later the door of the bungalow slowly cracked open and we watched silently as the groundskeeper slowly poked his head out cautiously to survey the surrounding darkness. That’s when Frank unleashed his maniacal cartoon laugh that echoed through the gully. The poor man slammed the door and retreated. I can only imagine him cowering inside, heart pounding, wondering what kind of demons were loose on his golf course.

We didn’t throw anymore golf balls that night. Even Frank was satisfied. To this day, I still wonder what went through the poor groundskeeper’s head and what wild story he told the rest of the staff the next morning.