Ken Block

This is for Ken Block. The kind of the Track.

Ken Block's tires screech and smoke,

Drifting through the course with grace,

A master of speed.

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With car as his canvas,

He paints a picture of skill,

Ken Block's art on wheels.

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His passion for racing,

Pushes him to the edge and back,

A true driving force.

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So let's raise a toast,

To the one and only Ken Block,

The king of the track.