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Jan 2016
Your motor is roaring
and your adrenaline is soaring.

You watch with your eyes
for the green flag to fly.

Your blood starts pumping
and your heart is thumping.

Your foot's on the gas,
turning left and driving fast.

Red clay and clouds of dust
roll through the air and man what a rush!

Here it comes you're taking the lead,
going for a pass and picking up speed.

Now just like that, the white flag is throwed,
meaning there is only one lap to go.

This is your chance, it's your time to shine,
you take the checkered flag as you cross the finish line!

You're on top of the world now, waited all week for this.
It's Saturday night racing, something you don't want to miss!
Tia White
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Tia White  Georgia
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