Martsubishi10 Posted October 4, 2015 Report Share Posted October 4, 2015 And now I must tell you even though you're not alive.Your car that I inherited, has seen more than a revive.I drive around town with my foot on the gas.You can't miss the turbo if I move up to pass.The engine is powerful, and she likes to break bad.She's got forged Wiseco pistons, and machine work form Dad.Now I like what we've got, and you're hearin' a brag.The car's now on par to be racin' a drag.As soon as she hooks up she gets harder to control.The asphalt she cooks up is her theatrical role.The crankshaft is hardened and spins with the load, to keep those tires screamin' all over the road.The slow Fords are easy to move past, and they could all use a tow.But this car loves to go too fast, and she puts on a show!I love zooming around town just to see what I can do. If the cops catch me speeding it's "how do you do?"The donuts I baked earlier aren't the kind that they eat, and they all drive around Ford's that they know I can beat!My wife doesn't like donuts either, not because of a diet. If she gets in the car now, she's like "Don't even try it!"We both liked buildin' cars, so you know what I'm sayin'Win lose or draw, I'm just ballin' and playin'! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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