[Tigers] Steve . . .

[John Crawley]

A
TIGER OWNERS PRAYER

Now Gabriel's blown his might blastAnd called him home to rest at lastDon't
measure Steve for harp nor wingsbut let him have instead these things:


A TIGER car of vintage year

A road to run without a fear

Roller head with extractor's roar

A small-block scream for ever more



A winding twisting mountain pass

And always full  that tank of gas

The engine peak before a shift

As Lord I ask for one more gift
Magic tyres that hold on iceAn angel pal with whom to dice

And permission Lord with fingers crossed

To lie about the race he lost



Godspeed Steve Laifman, GodspeedJc