T'was the night before Christmas and out in the garage,
No trace of a Chevy, Ford, or a Dodge.
The presents were wrapped and the lights were all lit,
So I figured I'd work on the Z car a bit.

I popped the release and lifted the hood,
When a deep voice behind me said "That 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.  "I 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 little round 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' screaming and exhaust 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 "CAN'T RECALL WHEN I'VE FELT SO ALIVE!"
So I backed off the gas and asked Santa to drive.
Ol' Santa was stunned when I gave him the keys,
When he walked past the headlights he shook at the knees!

The old Z exploded with a sweet exhaust sound,
Then Santa popped the clutch and the tires scarred 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, and what a great night!"

 That's great. We've all experienced the thrill of the drive.

Oh my! View I wish to find Santa in my garage. All so true experience to live. Merry Christmas!

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