Did that final Checker put you in a funk ?
 Gallon of fuel drained from the cell stunk?
 Do the echoes of your Webers ring in your head?
Does the thoughts of teardown fill you with Dread?
Will you survive the Winter until at least Speed Weeks?
Does the movements of your Joints imitate Creaks?
A Chill in the Shop, the Solvent is cold ..
You gather your friends , speak loudly as fibs are told
 A passage of renewal is what some would call it,
A low inertia flywheel as some could stall it
We gather the plans, the many notes and the Rules,
Wondering if we should get a Refresher, at those Driver schools
It's a Ground Hog Moment, and I'm sorry to say..
We've been here before , and can't wait to go play!
Pintosopher ( 11/22/13)

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