Annals of a race car driver


When i first started to test my driving capabilities, fear almost incapacitated me. Its no longer the same. I often dont get scared of my driving until i get home and lay in bed. I have anxiety attacks when i think about how close i come to losing it all. I dont hit a single corner without screeching tire. God bless this steel coffin.


Silent screams so loud,

No body hears,

Burning alive,

Lacking all fear of,

Your a brazin bull,

You know your steel coffin inside and out,

Master manipulator,

A beautiful display of self control,

Stay behind us if you can,

I am my own man.


  • Author: \'JoeWolf, (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 31st, 2018 23:39
  • Category: Unclassified
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