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Merry Christmas my fellow road racers

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'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the paddock,
Not a motor was stirring, not even an impact ;
The stockings were hung by the pit fence with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;

The drivers were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of championships danced in their heads;
And mamma in her checkered flag, and I in my Bell,
Had just settled down for a long winter's spell,

When out on the grid there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
To the back of the trailer I flew like a shift,
Unlocked the rampdoor, and let down the lift.

The moon on the crest of the new-paved front straight,
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects so late,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a formula car, screaming by in top gear.

Such a noise caused the chief steward to immediately arise,
And by the look on his face he had words for this guy,
He shouted aloud in his most gruff voice,
"It's quiet time now, GET OFF OF THE COURSE"!

Then sound control had been stirred from its slumber,
And yelled to the chief steward, "I've never seen such a DB number!"
The chief of tech said, upon seeing this fellow,
"I've never seen that car, and I know it has no annual".

The chief steward demanded to know this driver's intent,
To which registration replied, "Maybe he's a late registrant."
Suddenly timing and scoring appeared from yonder,
And chimed in "That car on course has no transponder."

Though I couldn't see the driver, he went by so quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than Schuey his crew they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;

"Now, JACKMAN! now, TIRE CHANGER! now, CREWCHIEF and FUELMAN!
On, ENGINEER! on FABRICATOR! on, MANAGER and TIREMAN!
Beyond the tech shed! to base of the pit wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"

As valves that before the busted cam fly,
When they meet with a piston, mount to the sky,
So to the base of the timing tower the crewman they flew,
With a hauler full of "go fast" bits, and St. Nicholas too.

And then, in a flash, I heard on the grid
The roaring and thunder that each piston did.
As I drew on my pitboard, and was turning about,
into Victory Lane, St. Nicholas had arrived, without doubt.

He was dressed all in Simpson, from his head to his boots,
And his suit was all tarnished with oil and soot;
A bundle of speed parts he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a vendor just opening his pack.

His face shield -- how it twinkled! his helmet decals shone!
His patches were like a mural, his name scripted like a pro!
His neck restraint was the best design we'd seen yet,
And his gloves and his boots were a perfectly matched set;

His tools spoke volumes, he used all that they had,
A mouse, a keyboard, a computer, and CAD;
This just confirmed what we already knew,
More than a great driver, he is a great designer too.

The parcels for the stockings that he brought along,
Dripped of technology that helped engines make song;
A look at the sides of his car showed there had been no rubbing here,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to fear;

He spoke not a word, but went straight to pacing,
And filled all the stockings; with parts for racing,
Then flipping the master power switch, and laying his finger on the starter,
And into first gear, back down pit road, but no farther;

He sprang from his car, to his team gave a holler,
And immediately they loaded the car back in the hauler.
But I heard him exclaim, as they tore out from the line,
"HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND SHIFT IN TURN 9!"

(Not sure of original source.)
 
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And mamma in her checkered flag, and I in my Bell,
And his suit was all tarnished with oil and soot;
So, Santa dresses like John Force, and you sleep in your helmet. Nice! ROFL

Happy Holidays.
 
Totally missed this, hope everyone's holidays went well.
 
Totally missed this, hope everyone's holidays went well.

Mine did. Great X-mas and a VERY FUN New Year down in Tampa with the Fiance' at Busch Gardens and at the Outback Bowl on New Years day. Hope everyone else had a great holiday as well.
 
Holidays are a very busy time for most people. I love Christmas time with family and all. But its nice when they are over to get back to work on the cars.
 
Holidays are a very busy time for most people. I love Christmas time with family and all. But its nice when they are over to get back to work on the cars.

FOR SURE! With work being already busy for the holiday season, its nice when its all over. Work is less busy, which gives me more time for myself (and my car).
 
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