Hot Rod Night Before Christmas

A Summit Racing customer shared the following poem to Summit Racing’s Facebook page a few years ago. It has since become our favorite Christmas story, and Summit Racing has made it a tradition to post it to social media each Christmas Eve.

This year, we’ve decided to share it with you. We should note, we don’t know who originally wrote this, but we would love to give him or her credit if we find out. We’ve seen a few variations spread around social, including one that features a Corvette. This version is for the Mopar fans, but other car folks can enjoy it by simply switching a few words around.

Twas the night before Christmas and I was so bored,
There wasn’t a trace of a Chevy or a Ford.
The presents were wrapped and the lights were all lit,
So I figured I’d mess with my Dodge for a bit.
I popped the release and I lifted the hood,
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 “Hey! Let’s go!!”
So as not to disturb all the neighbors’ retreat,
We pushed the Charger quietly into the street,
Then, taking our places to roll 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 Hoosiers a’ crying and side pipes aglow,
We headed to Summit, 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 big block exploded with side exhaust 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!!!”

Merry Christmas, and thanks for reading!

Author: Sean Cutright

Sean Cutright is the Managing Editor.