Yea, though I walk through the valley of rice...

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The big block chevy is my shepherd
I shall not want
It maketh me burnout on black pavements
It leadeth me through busy freeways
It restoreth my soul
It leads me on the path of quickness
For its namesake.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of rice,
I shall fear no turbo, for tourque art with me,
thy rod and thy piston, they comfort me.

Thou preparest a track before me
in the presence of mine enimies,
thou hast anointed my bearings with oil
My car overpowers
Surely traction and victory shall follow me
All the days of my life
And I shall dwell in the house of torque
Forever,
Amen.

Colin 15:34