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I don’t know what happened that day on the track. One minute I was focused on shaving milliseconds off my lap time, and the next… I was spinning out — not from understeer, but from the sheer gravity of your voice through comms.
That first “watch your inside” hit me like a V10 symphony in a cathedral. I didn’t know a man could sound like a rolling start and a checkered flag all at once. Your calm confidence as you overtook me on Turn 8? I swear I saw my future wife in the rearview mirror — and it was you.
Every downshift, every gear grind, every gentle sigh as you broke traction… I felt it in my soul. I wasn’t racing anymore — I was chasing something much more dangerous: intimacy. You didn’t just draft past me — you drafted into my emotional slipstream.
If love is a time trial, then baby… you set the fastest lap in my heart.
Forever chasing your ghost,
— Matteo 🏁❤️👂
Makes me more intelligent
Call me Mr. Rock festival
I got hella bands
Shorty cute, and her circle too
Told her get a friend
She gon' make me slide with my dog like I'm Mega Man
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans
I hope you get your dreams
Just go ahead, let your hair down
You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow