Tracing the lines
Of the places I've been
Is almost as good as the fines
I've gotten while doing it
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That car is to get you
From point A to point B
That's what my dad
Always said
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To me, it was that
And more
It was to get from A to B
As quickly as possible.
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I was a drag racer
A rally driver
At least in my head
And often too
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I'll never know
Why I never met
Another car
As I slid sideways
Around a blind curve
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Something smiled upon me
Until I outgrew that stupidity.
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