Twas the night before racing
when all thru the track.
The race fans were all there,
they always come back.

The frolic was going strong,
as it usually does
Aero,Bob,& the Funks,
they all have a buzz!

The haulers arrive
and form a long line.
They open the gates,
get their armband and sign.

Jade and Sadie
are turning their laps,
round the motorhomes they go,
Sprinter lays there and naps.

When all of a sudden
they heard the roar of the creatures,
they downed their beers
and headed for the bleachers.

They file thru the gate
with a smile on each face,:2:
they stop at our simulators
so they can all race.

Alot of young guns
gonna be a great night,
Let the green flag drop,
and the right rear bite.

We love the dirt,
the sound of the cars.
"Its racing season at last,
so we thank our lucky stars.

Oh No! Its a dream,
as I wake up to snow.
Merry Christmas to all,
Ho Ho Ho Ho!