After trying for the umpteenth number of time, I got it right … finally. Thanks to all the Photography Gods, deities and idols!
I have seen through the times
I have beaten the odds
Time that has built a fortified grave for many
The very same ‘time’ has seen me stronger than ever
I was made of wrought iron, by people who thought ahead of time
I grow stronger, meaner and invincible as years go by
When the needle does a clean sweep
I roar out loud
The greater the sweep, the louder the roar
Dictating my power to everyone in the vicinity
Often challenging everyone to push their limits even higher
Setting the bar sky high
My limits remain unchallenged yet
I am immortal, I am forever
I am known by a sport
But those last three letters
Leaves the world ten steps behind
G . T . I .
It is such a pleasure to have an old car which I leave in the hottest sun and coldest winds, yet it has no intentions of giving up. Performs like brand new, still mechanically sound (touch wood); there is nothing more I expect but gratitude!