Start Over

A Tribute to our Friends we have lost over the years.

Tenderly we treasure the past
With memories that will always last.

Pulling with the Angels

They pulled with a passion that couldn't be stopped
They were always there when the green flag dropped
Loved by many and ranked among the best
They put even those called legends to the test

They made quite an impression on their fans
As remarkable pullers and even better man
Now they are pulling with the Angels and winning all the same
From the starting line to the 300 ft
All the way to victory lane

They will always be missed and always be loved
Now back to pulling on the great dirt tracks above.

A Pullers Prayer

Lord is isn't right to ask
For fortune or for fame,
I'm only here tonight - ( I think )
Because I like the game.

And when I take off down the track,
I like then to pretend
That you'll give me the power
To reach the other end.

Everyone should have his turn
To win - that's only right,
And if it's all the same to you
I'll take my turn tonight.

But if you think it's not the time
For me to have first place,
Lord, when they pull me off the track
Please put a smile on my face

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