Текст песни Megadeth - 1.320

"1,320"

I will fasten my teeth, clutching the steering wheel
 An avalanche of adrenaline covers me; I feel nothing more
 With lightning strike speed, race in the bucket seat
 Steeper just does not happen; I myself am not up to speed

 Accelerated to the maximum, hobbled by a seat belt
 And screaming
 Fire flies out of pipes
 Burned everything to ashes with fire spitting with rage
 8,000 horse ignition
 Pedal to the floor, the race begins
 With a tank full of nitro
 And 1320 feet to the finish line

 Hold tight, fire train
 I fall into a trance, don't breathe until the green lights up
 In a cloud of nitro methane, tires are melting, I pray
 The man and the car are accelerating, my trace is cold