The Rush

Driving down the road
A hundred miles an hour
Hands gripped to the wheel
Can you feel the power
Open up full throttle
As you start to drift
Stepping up the pace
Through the gears you shift
Open up the gas
Driving nice and fast
Hit the nitro button
For a little extra blast
Tyres begin to smoke
Exhaust is roaring loud
Can you hear the whistles blow
Screaming from the crowd
As you cross the line
The engine starts to bleed
From all that horsepower racing
You felt the need for speed