In the world of thunder and flame,
Where speed meets skill, the fierce acclaim,
A legend long etched in asphalt’s embrace,
John Force, the titan, takes his place.
With each pulse of the engine’s roar,
The crowd ascends, they yearn for more,
In knotted rubber and fierce intent,
A lifetime of passion, labor, and sweat spent.
Years like whispers on the dragstrip’s air,
Decades of victories, grueling and rare,
Sixteen times crowned, under the blinding light,
A force in the sport, he dazzles the night.
Through triumph and trials, the wheel he steered,
With grit and determination—his vision never veered,
In the heart of the track, where dreams come alive,
A story of courage, an indomitable drive.
Now, ink spills with zeal on the dotted line,
A multi-year odyssey—his stars align,
Securing a legacy, his name will endure,
For fans a bright beacon, steadfast and pure.
With every burnout, the smoke fills the sky,
Each race a testament to never say die,
A force for the future, in chrome and in speed,
For generations to come, his spirit will lead.
From the roar of the crowd to the pit’s quiet peace,
In every race, every heartbeat, his presence won’t cease,
In the tapestry of racing, his colors run deep,
A promise we cherish, a dream we will keep.
So here’s to John Force, in the annals of time,
A legend reborn, in rhythm and rhyme,
May his engines keep thunder, his legacy soar,
In the heart of drag racing, he’s forever at the core.
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