Merry Christmas everyone!
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Tri-Carb - One of these days I'm going to address why some folks links to Youtube and other sites don't embed within the CO thread. It's probably a simple brain-fart on my part, but I haven't resolved that issue - yet. Here's your link embedded. 
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Joined: Jun 2018
Posts: 695
From: Sarnia, Ontario, Canada
Twas the night before Christmas and in the garage,
There was nary a trace of a Ford or a Dodge.
The presents were wrapped and the lights were all lit,
So I figured I'd mess with the Olds for a bit.
I threw open the door, and oh! what a sight,
As the 4-4-2 bathed in a wondrous light,
Its hood scoops did snarl as they came into view,
With their broad rallye stripes of a sinister hue.
As I twisted the pins on the fiberglass hood,
A deep voice behind me said, "Looks pretty good!"
Well, as you can imagine, I turned mighty quick,
And there, by the workbench... stood good ole Saint Nick!
We stood there a bit, not too sure what to say,
Then he said, "Don't suppose that you'd trade for my sleigh?"
I said "No way, Santa!" and started to grin,
"But if you've got the time we could go for a spin!"
His round little mouth, all tied like a bow,
Turned into a smile as he said, "Ho! Ho! Ho!!"
So as not to disturb the neighbors' retreat,
We pushed the car quietly into the street.
Then, taking our places to drift down the hill,
I turned on the key and let the clutch spill.
The sound that erupted took him by surprise,
But he liked it a lot, by the look in his eyes.
With tires a'chirping and trumpets aglow,
We headed on out where the hot rodders go.
And Santa's grin widened, approaching his ears,
With every shift up as I went through the gears.
Then he said, "Can't recall when I've felt so alive!"
So I backed off the gas and said, "You wanna drive?"
Ol' Santa was stunned when I gave him the keys,
When he walked past the headlights he shook at the knees!
With the 455 rumbling Oldsmobile sounds,
Santa let out the clutch and it pounded the ground!
Power shifting to second, and again into third,
I sat there just watching, at a loss for a word.
Santa slid through the gears on this radical sleigh,
As this high octane ride caused my hair to turn grey,
Then I heard him exclaim as we blasted from sight,
"Merry Christmas to all, it's an Oldsmobile night!!!"
There was nary a trace of a Ford or a Dodge.
The presents were wrapped and the lights were all lit,
So I figured I'd mess with the Olds for a bit.
I threw open the door, and oh! what a sight,
As the 4-4-2 bathed in a wondrous light,
Its hood scoops did snarl as they came into view,
With their broad rallye stripes of a sinister hue.
As I twisted the pins on the fiberglass hood,
A deep voice behind me said, "Looks pretty good!"
Well, as you can imagine, I turned mighty quick,
And there, by the workbench... stood good ole Saint Nick!
We stood there a bit, not too sure what to say,
Then he said, "Don't suppose that you'd trade for my sleigh?"
I said "No way, Santa!" and started to grin,
"But if you've got the time we could go for a spin!"
His round little mouth, all tied like a bow,
Turned into a smile as he said, "Ho! Ho! Ho!!"
So as not to disturb the neighbors' retreat,
We pushed the car quietly into the street.
Then, taking our places to drift down the hill,
I turned on the key and let the clutch spill.
The sound that erupted took him by surprise,
But he liked it a lot, by the look in his eyes.
With tires a'chirping and trumpets aglow,
We headed on out where the hot rodders go.
And Santa's grin widened, approaching his ears,
With every shift up as I went through the gears.
Then he said, "Can't recall when I've felt so alive!"
So I backed off the gas and said, "You wanna drive?"
Ol' Santa was stunned when I gave him the keys,
When he walked past the headlights he shook at the knees!
With the 455 rumbling Oldsmobile sounds,
Santa let out the clutch and it pounded the ground!
Power shifting to second, and again into third,
I sat there just watching, at a loss for a word.
Santa slid through the gears on this radical sleigh,
As this high octane ride caused my hair to turn grey,
Then I heard him exclaim as we blasted from sight,
"Merry Christmas to all, it's an Oldsmobile night!!!"
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Twas the night before Christmas and in the garage,
There was nary a trace of a Ford or a Dodge.
The presents were wrapped and the lights were all lit,
So I figured I'd mess with the Olds for a bit.
I threw open the door, and oh! what a sight,
As the 4-4-2 bathed in a wondrous light,
Its hood scoops did snarl as they came into view,
With their broad rallye stripes of a sinister hue.
As I twisted the pins on the fiberglass hood,
A deep voice behind me said, "Looks pretty good!"
Well, as you can imagine, I turned mighty quick,
And there, by the workbench... stood good ole Saint Nick!
We stood there a bit, not too sure what to say,
Then he said, "Don't suppose that you'd trade for my sleigh?"
I said "No way, Santa!" and started to grin,
"But if you've got the time we could go for a spin!"
His round little mouth, all tied like a bow,
Turned into a smile as he said, "Ho! Ho! Ho!!"
So as not to disturb the neighbors' retreat,
We pushed the car quietly into the street.
Then, taking our places to drift down the hill,
I turned on the key and let the clutch spill.
The sound that erupted took him by surprise,
But he liked it a lot, by the look in his eyes.
With tires a'chirping and trumpets aglow,
We headed on out where the hot rodders go.
And Santa's grin widened, approaching his ears,
With every shift up as I went through the gears.
Then he said, "Can't recall when I've felt so alive!"
So I backed off the gas and said, "You wanna drive?"
Ol' Santa was stunned when I gave him the keys,
When he walked past the headlights he shook at the knees!
With the 455 rumbling Oldsmobile sounds,
Santa let out the clutch and it pounded the ground!
Power shifting to second, and again into third,
I sat there just watching, at a loss for a word.
Santa slid through the gears on this radical sleigh,
As this high octane ride caused my hair to turn grey,
Then I heard him exclaim as we blasted from sight,
"Merry Christmas to all, it's an Oldsmobile night!!!"
There was nary a trace of a Ford or a Dodge.
The presents were wrapped and the lights were all lit,
So I figured I'd mess with the Olds for a bit.
I threw open the door, and oh! what a sight,
As the 4-4-2 bathed in a wondrous light,
Its hood scoops did snarl as they came into view,
With their broad rallye stripes of a sinister hue.
As I twisted the pins on the fiberglass hood,
A deep voice behind me said, "Looks pretty good!"
Well, as you can imagine, I turned mighty quick,
And there, by the workbench... stood good ole Saint Nick!
We stood there a bit, not too sure what to say,
Then he said, "Don't suppose that you'd trade for my sleigh?"
I said "No way, Santa!" and started to grin,
"But if you've got the time we could go for a spin!"
His round little mouth, all tied like a bow,
Turned into a smile as he said, "Ho! Ho! Ho!!"
So as not to disturb the neighbors' retreat,
We pushed the car quietly into the street.
Then, taking our places to drift down the hill,
I turned on the key and let the clutch spill.
The sound that erupted took him by surprise,
But he liked it a lot, by the look in his eyes.
With tires a'chirping and trumpets aglow,
We headed on out where the hot rodders go.
And Santa's grin widened, approaching his ears,
With every shift up as I went through the gears.
Then he said, "Can't recall when I've felt so alive!"
So I backed off the gas and said, "You wanna drive?"
Ol' Santa was stunned when I gave him the keys,
When he walked past the headlights he shook at the knees!
With the 455 rumbling Oldsmobile sounds,
Santa let out the clutch and it pounded the ground!
Power shifting to second, and again into third,
I sat there just watching, at a loss for a word.
Santa slid through the gears on this radical sleigh,
As this high octane ride caused my hair to turn grey,
Then I heard him exclaim as we blasted from sight,
"Merry Christmas to all, it's an Oldsmobile night!!!"
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