On a bright and shiny sunday afternoon a mass of craft arose,
fighters from another era, another time.
Some red, some yellow, some white, some green.
There came a thunderous roar as they came down the chute and formed
the lines of who was lead and who was leader.
Immediately a red mustang jumped to the front pushed by a man that
had a need for speed.
He pulled his magical mount deftly around each pylon with his closest
foe nipping his heels.
8 times he did fly this rounded triangle at the head of the pack at
480 miles an hour average.
And he took the flag that proved him fastest.
So let it be known the witch won that day, fairly and squarely ahead
of all the rest.
And that day she was known as the best.
fighters from another era, another time.
Some red, some yellow, some white, some green.
There came a thunderous roar as they came down the chute and formed
the lines of who was lead and who was leader.
Immediately a red mustang jumped to the front pushed by a man that
had a need for speed.
He pulled his magical mount deftly around each pylon with his closest
foe nipping his heels.
8 times he did fly this rounded triangle at the head of the pack at
480 miles an hour average.
And he took the flag that proved him fastest.
So let it be known the witch won that day, fairly and squarely ahead
of all the rest.
And that day she was known as the best.
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