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Sep 2011
On the grid of the major formula one race
pressure has to be at it's best!
Noise at a decibel limit beyond sanity
each handled with extreme care.
The press and fans amplify the thrill
secretly many want to see a spill!

This race under the cover of darkness
even higher tension in the pits!
Forever ready for their teams to stop
mental tension in overload!
Who is top dog driver or the racing car
pride and prestige to be the star!


Incredible speeds around a tight track
you can only watch in awe.
Pit crews always ready to perform on cue
practised to a fine art.
Tyre changes and strategy the aim to win
on the grid let the race begin!

Egos sky high into battle the rallying Cry.

The Foureyed Poet
What is it really like to be at an F1 race? The Foureyed Poet
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