Ode to Watkins Glen ...
A tempest lap hast fallen swain by Drew,
.....with a fiercest an exit upon completing lap two.
By metallic voices all cylinders do sing,
.....the victor by GT does fall upon King.
As Hudson retracts from Collier's quick wake,
.....so does second glean from a third's mistake.
The catapult of speed is so lurid to see,
.....through Cinnamon's taste for the weaker GTC.
To spiflicate one's pride by Wood so I lap,
.....no second advance behind first so finds Trapp.
Sharkus forswear to Brown to not pay heed to disgrace,
..... but to lift their heads high so by finishing this race!
Points Standing
Race Results
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