The Mustang is my Shepherd, I shall not want.
It maketh me Burnout on black pavements.
It leadeth me beside busy freeways.
It restoreth my soul.
It leads me in the path of quickness for its namesake.
Yea I walk through the valley of Rice.
I shall fear no Turbo for Torque art with me.
Thy Clutch & thy Throtle they comfort me.
Thou preparest a crack for me in the
presense of mine enemies.
Thou has annointed my engine with oil.
My car overpowers.
Surely traction & victory shall follow me,
All the days of my life.
And I shall dwell in the house of fast Fords forever
~AMEN~
