Catch My Drift Read Count : 3

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Drive in hard, 

approach the turn.

Time it right, 

before the curve.

Kick the clutch, 

drop a gear,

tires squeal, 

slide the rear.

Lots of smoke, 

edge of control,

drifting corners, 

that's how we roll.

Comments

  • Jul 12, 2019

  • I can almost smell the burning rubber of the tyres. Awesome stuff! 💜

    Jul 12, 2019

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