[DeTomaso] ‘Teas the night before Christmas

[Julian Kift]

You mean it wasn't a true story?

Merry Christmas
Julian

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From: DeTomaso <detomaso-bounces at server.detomasolist.com> on behalf of Garth Rodericks via DeTomaso <detomaso at server.detomasolist.com>
Sent: Saturday, December 22, 2018 10:21 AM
To: Ed Pike
Cc: DeTomaso Mail List
Subject: Re: [DeTomaso] ‘Teas the night before Christmas

In the interest of full disclosure, I modified it from a Mustang version received from a Mustang vendor.


Sent from my iPhone

> On Dec 22, 2018, at 9:59 AM, Ed Pike <er.pike02 at gmail.com> wrote:
>
> Garth,
>
> Very Nice!!
>
> Thanks for Sharing,
>
>
> Ed….
> Sent from Mail for Windows 10
>
> From: Garth Rodericks via DeTomaso
> Sent: Saturday, December 22, 2018 12:39 PM
> To: DeTomaso Mail List
> Subject: [DeTomaso] ‘Teas the night before Christmas
>
>
> 'Twas the night before Christmas and in the garage,
> There wasn't a trace of a Chevy or Dodge.
> The presents were wrapped and the lights were all lit,
> So I figured I'd mess with the Pantera for a bit.
> I pushed the release and I lifted the rear deck lid,
> When a deep voice behind me said "looks pretty good."
> Well, as you can imagine, I turned mighty quick,
> And there, by the workbench, stood good ol’ Saint Nick!
> We stood there a bit, not too sure what to say,
> Then he said "Don't suppose that you'd trade for my sleigh?
> I said "No way, Santa" and started to grin,
> "But if you've got the time, we could go for a spin!"
> His round little mouth, all tied up like a bow,
> Turned into a smile and he said "Ok! Let's go!!"
> So as not to disturb all the neighbors' asleep,
> We pushed the Pantera quietly into the street,
> Then, taking our places to drift down the hill,
> I turned on the key and I let the clutch spill.
> The sound that erupted took him by surprise,
> But he liked it a lot, by the look in his eyes.
> With Goodyears a' crying and exhaust pipes aglow,
> We headed on out where the hot rodders go.
> And Santa's grin widened, approaching his ears,
> With every up shift, as I went through the gears.
> Then he yelled "can't recall when I've felt so alive!",
> So I backed off the gas and said "you wanna drive?"
> Ol’ Santa was stunned when I gave him the keys,
> When he walked past the headlights he shook at the knees!
> Then the Cleveland exploded with a thundering sound!
> Santa let out the clutch and the tires shook the ground!
> Power shift into second, again into third!
> I sat there just watching, at loss for a word,
> Then I heard him exclaim as we blasted from sight,
> "Merry Christmas to all...  What a great night!!!"
>
>
>
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   You mean it wasn't a true story?

   Merry Christmas

   Julian
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   From: DeTomaso <detomaso-bounces at server.detomasolist.com> on behalf of
   Garth Rodericks via DeTomaso <detomaso at server.detomasolist.com>
   Sent: Saturday, December 22, 2018 10:21 AM
   To: Ed Pike
   Cc: DeTomaso Mail List
   Subject: Re: [DeTomaso] `Teas the night before Christmas

   In the interest of full disclosure, I modified it from a Mustang
   version received from a Mustang vendor.
   Sent from my iPhone
   > On Dec 22, 2018, at 9:59 AM, Ed Pike <er.pike02 at gmail.com> wrote:
   >
   > Garth,
   >
   > Very Nice!!
   >
   > Thanks for Sharing,
   >
   >
   > Ed....
   > Sent from Mail for Windows 10
   >
   > From: Garth Rodericks via DeTomaso
   > Sent: Saturday, December 22, 2018 12:39 PM
   > To: DeTomaso Mail List
   > Subject: [DeTomaso] `Teas the night before Christmas
   >
   >
   > 'Twas the night before Christmas and in the garage,
   > There wasn't a trace of a Chevy or Dodge.
   > The presents were wrapped and the lights were all lit,
   > So I figured I'd mess with the Pantera for a bit.
   > I pushed the release and I lifted the rear deck lid,
   > When a deep voice behind me said "looks pretty good."
   > Well, as you can imagine, I turned mighty quick,
   > And there, by the workbench, stood good ol' Saint Nick!
   > We stood there a bit, not too sure what to say,
   > Then he said "Don't suppose that you'd trade for my sleigh?
   > I said "No way, Santa" and started to grin,
   > "But if you've got the time, we could go for a spin!"
   > His round little mouth, all tied up like a bow,
   > Turned into a smile and he said "Ok! Let's go!!"
   > So as not to disturb all the neighbors' asleep,
   > We pushed the Pantera quietly into the street,
   > Then, taking our places to drift down the hill,
   > I turned on the key and I let the clutch spill.
   > The sound that erupted took him by surprise,
   > But he liked it a lot, by the look in his eyes.
   > With Goodyears a' crying and exhaust pipes aglow,
   > We headed on out where the hot rodders go.
   > And Santa's grin widened, approaching his ears,
   > With every up shift, as I went through the gears.
   > Then he yelled "can't recall when I've felt so alive!",
   > So I backed off the gas and said "you wanna drive?"
   > Ol' Santa was stunned when I gave him the keys,
   > When he walked past the headlights he shook at the knees!
   > Then the Cleveland exploded with a thundering sound!
   > Santa let out the clutch and the tires shook the ground!
   > Power shift into second, again into third!
   > I sat there just watching, at loss for a word,
   > Then I heard him exclaim as we blasted from sight,
   > "Merry Christmas to all...  What a great night!!!"
   >
   >
   >