Merry Christmas to All

[locost7018]

Here's to all my friends at USA7's. I wish you the best at this Holiday Season. May Santa bring you those sticky tires you have been wanting. Spring blating season is just around the corner. Russ "in KC"

[slngsht]

Merry Christmas to you and yours Russ.

 

I was hoping for a warm enough Christmas to wake up the beast, but it looks like she'll be hibernating this Christmas.

[yellowss7]

Twas the night before Christmas and all thru the land, the USA7ners were making a plan, not a motor was running not even one on a stand.

 

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care in hope that St. Colin soon would be there.

 

The drivers were nestled all snug in their seats, dreaming of 0 to 60 times that no one can beat..

 

Al in his pixey boots and Croc in his racing suit, had just settled down for a long winters toot.

 

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, I sprang from the seven to see what was the matter.

 

Away to the windscreen I flew like a flash, tore open the tonneau and threw up on the dash,

 

The moon on the breast of the new fallen snow, gave the luster of midday to the objects below.

 

When what to my wondering eyes should appear but a miniature seven and eight tiny reindeer.

 

With a little old driver wielding a chopsaw, I knew in a moment it must be St Mazda

 

More rapid than Corvettes his coursers they came, and he whistled and shouted and called them by name.

 

Now Crossflow , now Twincam, now Zetec and Wankel, on Cosworth on Vauxhall on Duratec and Rover.

 

Too the top of the porch to the top of the wall, now Blat away, Blat away Blat away all.

 

As orange cones that before the wild Boxologist fly, when they meet with an SV mount to the sky,

 

So up to the house top the coursers they flew with the sleigh full of slicks and St. Mazda too.

 

And then in a twinkling I heard with my ear, the revving and chirpping of each little gear.

 

As I drew in my head and was turning around, down the chiminey St. Mazda came with a bound

 

He was dress all in nomex from his head to his foot. And his clothes were all tarnished with WD 40 and soot.

 

A bundle of parts he had flung on his back, and he looked like a gearhead just opening his pack.

 

His LEDs how they twinkled, his throttle blips how merry, his upshifts were like roses, his headers glowed like a cherry.

 

His seven was chopped up like we all come to know. And the fear on his face was like he needed a tow.

 

The stump of a pipe wrench he held tight in his teeth, and the torque it recorded made him grit his teeth.

 

He had a wind swept face and a little sick smile, that looked like a g force that pulled for a mile.

 

He was chubby and plump a right jolly old elf. And I laughed when I saw him inspite of myself.

 

A wink of his eye and a twist of the throttle, soon gave me to know he had been on the bottle..

 

He spoke not a word but went straight to his work, and filled all the stockings and turned with a jerk.

 

And laying his finger aside of his nose, and giving a nod up the chimney he rose.

 

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle, and away they all flew like a Sevenesque missle, but I heard him exclaim ere he drove out of sight, Merry Christmas to all and Keep your Safety harnesses cinched tight.”

 

Merry Christmas:seeya:

Tom

Edited December 24, 2010 by yellowss7

[slngsht]

Bravo Tom :rofl:

[Boxologist]

lol

[yellowss7]

Box, I just did a quick edit for you. :cheers:

 

Tom

[scannon]

Thanks Tom, that just brightened up my evening and brought a smile to my face.

 

Merry Christmas to all of you 7ers out there.

[11Budlite]

Good one Tom. Merry Christmas everybody! :cheers:

[MHKflyer52]

Good one Tom. Merry Christmas everybody! :cheers:

 

Have to agree......:cooldude: