Hondas Don?t Have Torque
I stare from the inside out
I see a challenge on his face
I can hear the rumble while at idle
I can smell the crisp fall air
I hit the gas as the light turns green
I hope he realizes his Honda has no torque
That poem is seriously win.
I stare from the inside out
I see a challenge on his face
I can hear the rumble while at idle
I can smell the crisp fall air
I hit the gas as the light turns green
I hope he realizes his Honda has no torque
That poem is seriously win.
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