Reluctantly crouched at the starting line Engines pumping and thumping in time The green light flashes, the flags go up Churning and burning, they yearn for the cup They deftly maneuver and muscle for rank Fuel burning fast on an empty tank Reckless and wild, they pour through the turns Their prowess is potent and secretly stern As they speed through the finish, the flags go down The fans get up and they get out of town The arena is empty except for one man Still driving and striving as fast as he can The sun has gone down and the moon has come up And long ago somebody left with the cup But he’s driving and striving and hugging the turns And thinking of someone for whom he still burns she tells him wrong song but good guess better luck next time and get your spoiler fixed 😜

nah. you gotta slow down, you move too fast…

no

nope

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nope

wrongo songo

no

wrong song

nope