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Guanajuato nights... Let the engine breathe.

Woke up in the jungle, sunlight on the chrome,
A thousand miles of tarmac that we call our home.
Ignoring the GPS, taking the dirt path route,
Kicking up the sand, leaving fear and doubt.

We race against the train, dodging trees and stone,
Climbing La Gran Caldera, into the unknown.
The active volcano sleeping underneath the tires,
Fueling our addiction, lighting up the fires.

The Skill Chain is banking, don't let it snap
Drifting through the zones, mapping out the lap.
A Barn Find in the shed, a legend in the rust
Restoring the Vocho, in speed we trust.

Meet me at the Horizon, where the sky is wide,
With a Convoy of twelve, rolling side by side.
From the Baja dunes to the Mayan temple gate,
We outrun the storm, we don't believe in fate.

Ultimate Air,
Wreckage, get the multiplier high,
This is our festival, beneath the Mexican sky.

Switch to The Eliminator, the circle closing in,
Head-to-head challenge, playing for the win.
I’m in a Beetle, you’re in a supercar,
But I know the shortcut, yeah, I’ll take it far.

Destination set, the finish line is pink,
Don't hit the tree, don't let the spirit sink.
Upgrade the ride, snatch the level ten,
Eliminate the rivals, never say when.

Meet me at the Horizon, where the sky is wide,
With a Convoy of twelve, rolling side by side.
From the Baja dunes to the Mayan temple gate,
We outrun the storm, we don't believe in fate.

Back to the garage, paint the calipers red,
Swap the V-Twelve engine, like the tuner said.
Widebody kit fitted, stance looking mean,
The cleanest livery that you've ever seen.

We hit the long highway, looking for a drag,
Top speed running, capture the flag.
See the Danger Sign ramp?
We take the leap of faith,
Soaring past the cargo plane, escaping like a wraith.
Snap a Photo Mode, freeze the moment right,
Neon underglow shining through the night.


The tropical storm is painting the world in grey,
Hydroplaning fast, washing the dust away.
Wait for the Skill Song to blast on the radio,
Double up the points, let the rhythm flow.
Goliath Marathon, fifty minutes on the clock,
Pedal to the metal, solid as a rock.

Meet me at the Horizon, where the sky is wide,
With a Convoy of twelve, rolling side by side.
From the Baja dunes to the Mayan temple gate,
We outrun the storm, we don't believe in fate.

Ultimate Air, Wreckage, get the multiplier high, This is our festival, beneath the Mexican sky.

Meet me at the Horizon, where the sky is wide,
With a Convoy of twelve, rolling side by side.
From the Baja dunes to the Mayan temple gate,
We outrun the storm, we don't believe in fate.