Tuesday, 14 February 2012
Once I was a gas-guzzler, belching fumes:
Grace has converted me to solar power.
I wandered through side-roads and cul-de-sacs:
Now grace gives satellite navigation.
My windscreen was translucent and shattered:
Grace replaced it, and broadened my vision.
My brakes could not restrain my headlong course:
Discs, pads, and fluid – grace replaced them all.
For my overheating engines and gears
Grace has abundance of coolant.