The Sim-Racer's Prayer
Praise Senna who art in Sim Heaven
Hallowed be thy quotes
Thy sound bytes come
Thy instincts rule
On track more than it does in chat
Sniff us a gap or half a length.
And forgive us our divebombs,
as we berate those who divebomb against us.
And lead us not into admissions;
but deliver us from apologies.
For mine is the line,
And the Balance of Power,