Would like to wish a Happy Holidays to all and hoping that you all get to spend them with the ones that mean the most to you.:angel:
'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the garage,
There was not a trace of a Ford, or even a Dodge.
The presents were wrapped, the lights were all lit,
so I figured I'd go and mess with the Supra a bit.
I popped the release and I lifted the hood,
when a deep voice behind me said "looks pretty good."
Well, as you can imagine, I turned mighty quick,
And there, by the workbench, stood good ol Saint Nick!
We stood there a bit, not too sure what to say,
then he said "don't suppose that you'd trade for my sleigh?
I said "no way, Santa" and started to grin,
"But if you've got the time we could go for a spin!"
His round little mouth, all tied up like a bow,
turned into a smile and he said "hell yeah, Let's go!!"
So as not to disturb all the neighbors' retreat,
We pushed the Supra quietly into the street,
Then, taking our places to drift down the hill,
I turned on the key and I let the clutch spill.
The sound that erupted took him by surprise,
But he liked it a lot, by the look in his eyes.
With the turbo a’ whistling and boost beginning to flow,
we headed on out where the hot rodders all go.
And Santa's grin widened, approaching his ears,
with every shift as I went through the gears.
Then he yelled "can't recall when I've felt so alive!"
so I backed off the gas and said "you wanna drive?"
Ol’ Santa was stunned when I gave him the keys,
when he walked past the headlights he shook at the knees!
When he side stepped the clutch, the tires shook the ground,
boosting near redline, oh what a sound!
Santa power shifted second, and again into third!
I sat there just watching, at a loss for a word,
Then I heard him exclaim as we blasted from sight,
"Merry Christmas to all, it's one hell of a night!!!"
'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the garage,
There was not a trace of a Ford, or even a Dodge.
The presents were wrapped, the lights were all lit,
so I figured I'd go and mess with the Supra a bit.
I popped the release and I lifted the hood,
when a deep voice behind me said "looks pretty good."
Well, as you can imagine, I turned mighty quick,
And there, by the workbench, stood good ol Saint Nick!
We stood there a bit, not too sure what to say,
then he said "don't suppose that you'd trade for my sleigh?
I said "no way, Santa" and started to grin,
"But if you've got the time we could go for a spin!"
His round little mouth, all tied up like a bow,
turned into a smile and he said "hell yeah, Let's go!!"
So as not to disturb all the neighbors' retreat,
We pushed the Supra quietly into the street,
Then, taking our places to drift down the hill,
I turned on the key and I let the clutch spill.
The sound that erupted took him by surprise,
But he liked it a lot, by the look in his eyes.
With the turbo a’ whistling and boost beginning to flow,
we headed on out where the hot rodders all go.
And Santa's grin widened, approaching his ears,
with every shift as I went through the gears.
Then he yelled "can't recall when I've felt so alive!"
so I backed off the gas and said "you wanna drive?"
Ol’ Santa was stunned when I gave him the keys,
when he walked past the headlights he shook at the knees!
When he side stepped the clutch, the tires shook the ground,
boosting near redline, oh what a sound!
Santa power shifted second, and again into third!
I sat there just watching, at a loss for a word,
Then I heard him exclaim as we blasted from sight,
"Merry Christmas to all, it's one hell of a night!!!"
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