12/24/2023
‘‘Twas the night before Christmas and out in the garage, there wasn’t a trace of a Ford or a Dodge.
The presents were wrapped and the lights were all lit, so I figured I’d mess with the old Chevy a bit.
I popped the release and lifted the hood, when a deep voice behind me said, “Looks pretty damn good”.
Well, as you can imagine, I turned mighty quick, and there by the workbench stood good old Saint Nick!
We stood there a bit, not sure what to say, then he spoke up, “Wanna trade for my sleigh?” I said, “No way, Santa” and started to grin. But if you got the time, “we could definitely go for a spin”. His round little mouth, all tied up like a bow, turned into a smile and said “Allright Let’s GO!” so as not to disturb all the neighbors retreat we push that old Chevy down the street. Then taking our places to coast down the hill, I started my baby,… it was always the greatest thrill. The sound that erupted, took Santa by surprise, but he liked it a lot, by the look in his eyes. With tires a crying, and headers aglow, we headed out where all the hotrodders go. And Santas grin widened, approaching his ears with every shift up as I went through all the gears. Then he yelled “I can’t recall when I felt this alive!” so I backed off the gas and asked “Do u wanna drive?” Old Santa was stunned when I threw him the keys, then he walked past the headlights and shook at his knees.
That BIG BLOCK erupted with that American sound, when Santa stomped the gas, the tires shook the ground.
Chirped into second, and again into third, I just sat there holding on, at a loss of my words.
Then I heard him exclaim as blasted from the stoplight
“Merry Christmas to all, it’s been one hell of a night!”
🎅🏼💨💨🚦
