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Reluctantly vrouched 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 [something] 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.
He's going the distance.
He's going for speed.
~Woof~
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