1,320 Grinding my teeth, with knuckles grasp at the wheel I rush from an avalanche of adrenaline, it's all that I feel As quick as a bolt of lightning, a rocket ride in a bucket seat It doesn't get any better than this, it just feeds my need for speed Supercharged, strapped in and screaming Fire spiting from the pipes A burnout by the flame throwing fury 8,000 horses ignite Full throttle, hit the ground running With a tank full of nitro And its 1,320' to go to the finish line My hands hold tight, a fire breathing stampede I fall into a trance, hold my breath till the light turns green In a cloud of nitro methane, melting rubber, I say my prayers Man and machine accelerate and I vanish in thin air
https://primoaccordo.net/megadeth/1320.htm