I Am the Ultimate Race Car

I take off with a lurch, my headlights blazing. 
If I don’t win, well….I can’t lose.
I do not even look to my right or my left.
If someone is catching up, it makes me mad.

I catch up with other cars, and pass them.
I pass everything on the road. 
I see something ahead, and it is a challenge.
No matter how far away, I have to get up there and be first.

This may kill me, but it is worth it.
I am the ultimate race car, and cannot lose.
And cannot even be passed.
I rev my engines.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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November 4, 2020 at 8:06 AM
A fast car in the fast lane... This is great personification... If I was a car, I would be a Rolls Royce :))
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November 5, 2020 at 5:14 AM
I would be a mustang GT and I would have a V-8 or a V-10. An engine so large they would scrape it when they pulled it out to work on it.
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