‘Twas the Lextreme Night Before Christmas’
Twas the night before Christmas and out in the garage,
No trace of a chebbie, Ford, or a Dodge.
The presents were wrapped and the lights were all lit,
So I figured I’d mess with the Supra a bit.
I popped the release and lifted the hood,
When a deep voice behind me said “It looks pretty good.”
Well, as you can imagine, I turned mighty quick,
And there, by the workbench, stood old Saint Nick!
I stood there a bit, not to sure what to say,
Then he said. “Don’t suppose you’d trade for my sleigh?”
“No way, Santa” I said with a grin,
“But if you’ve got the time we can go for a spin!”
His round little mouth, all tied like a bow’
Turned into a smile and he said ”Sure! Let’s go!!”
So as not to disturb all the neighbors” retreat,
We quietly pushed the car to the street.
Then, taking our places to coast down the hill,
I turned on the key and let the clutch spill.
The sound that erupted took him by surprise,
But he liked it a lot, by the look in his eyes.
With tires a’screaming and turbo aglow,
We headed on out to where the Hot Rodders go.
And Santa’s grin widened approaching his ears,
With every shift as I banged through the gears.
Then he yelled “I CAN’T RECALL WHEN I’VE FELT SO ALIVE!”
So I backed off the gas and asked Santa if he would drive.
Ol' Santa was stunned when I gave him the keys,
When he walked past the headlights he shook at the knees!
The Supra exploded with a sweet exhaust sound,
Then Santa popped the clutch and the tires shook the ground!
Power shifting into second, and again into third!
I just hung on, watching, at a loss for words,
Then I heard him exclaim as we blasted from sight,
“Merry Christmas to all, what a great night!”
(With credit to an unknown domestic hotrodder who wrote the original version.....)
Santa: "It's 24,000 miles around the world, we got a full tank of gas, a trunk full of presents, it's dark and we're wearing sunglasses."
Rudolf: "Hit it"
Merry Christmas Lextremers!