Stop

Cars that are strapped with
Carbon ceramic
Dive deep into brake zones, I dream that I take those
Farthest from average.

End those speeds quick
In Enzo seat sprints;
Revolutions per minute are hugely diminished
When Brembos squeeze discs.

Radical runs;
Clavicles lunge,
But harnesses stop it, carbon composites
Pack a good punch.

Sustained in the verve
Are sensational blurs
That cease to exist when you eat into discs
And cessation occurs.

Straights let the air in,
Brakes get prepared in
The rush to the twists, trust in the discs,
Then apex the hairpin.
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LOL, not mine... I borrowed it from Manuma...

 

Thanks, guys... This is the first poem I've written about slowing down...

 

Thanks, guys... Thor, there is a thread around here somewhere with more pictures of that FXX... It belongs to the father of one of our members...