Admittedly, stolen :embarassed: and modified from another source:
A GT Christmas Tale!
'Twas the night before Christmas and out in the garage,
There wasn't a trace of a Honda, Toyota, or Dodge.
The presents were wrapped and the lights were all lit,
So I figured I'd mess with the GT for a bit.
I popped the release and tilted 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 for a bit, not sure what to say,
then he asked "would you trade for my sleigh?
"No Way, Santa", I said with a grin.
"But we have time to go out for a spin!"
His round little mouth, all tied up like a bow,
Turned into a smile and he said "Sure! Let's go!!"
So as not to disturb all the neighbors' retreat as they did sleep.
I remembered JacMac as we did push the 40 out in the street.
Then taking our places to coast down the hill
I tuned on the key and then let the clutch spill.
The sound that erupted took him by surprise
but he liked it a lot from the look in his eyes!
With tires ascreamin' and the pipes all aglow
we headed on out to where the hot rodders go,
and Santa's grin widened, approaching his ears
with every upshift as I banged through the gears.
Then he yelled "Can't recall when I've felt so alive!"
So I backed off the gas, asked Santa to drive.
Ol' Santa was stunned when I gave him the keys
and as he walked past the headlights he shook at the knees.
The GT exploded with an awesome sound,
Santa let out the clutch and the tires shook the ground!
Power shifting into second, and then into third
I sat there just watching, at 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!"
A GT Christmas Tale!
'Twas the night before Christmas and out in the garage,
There wasn't a trace of a Honda, Toyota, or Dodge.
The presents were wrapped and the lights were all lit,
So I figured I'd mess with the GT for a bit.
I popped the release and tilted 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 for a bit, not sure what to say,
then he asked "would you trade for my sleigh?
"No Way, Santa", I said with a grin.
"But we have time to go out for a spin!"
His round little mouth, all tied up like a bow,
Turned into a smile and he said "Sure! Let's go!!"
So as not to disturb all the neighbors' retreat as they did sleep.
I remembered JacMac as we did push the 40 out in the street.
Then taking our places to coast down the hill
I tuned on the key and then let the clutch spill.
The sound that erupted took him by surprise
but he liked it a lot from the look in his eyes!
With tires ascreamin' and the pipes all aglow
we headed on out to where the hot rodders go,
and Santa's grin widened, approaching his ears
with every upshift as I banged through the gears.
Then he yelled "Can't recall when I've felt so alive!"
So I backed off the gas, asked Santa to drive.
Ol' Santa was stunned when I gave him the keys
and as he walked past the headlights he shook at the knees.
The GT exploded with an awesome sound,
Santa let out the clutch and the tires shook the ground!
Power shifting into second, and then into third
I sat there just watching, at 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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