Full Throttle — ультра быстрый трек для бега воркаут

Black-black-black-black's fall flying under our wheels. You-you-you can't explain how good it feels. Ra-ra-radars are flashing, but we don't care. We are breathing the midnight air. The radio is blasting a nineties track. There is absolutely no turning back. Watch the city lights blur into lines. We are rewriting all the signs. Foot to the floor, ready to race. N-n-n-nobody else can match our pace. Full throttle, drive, drive, drive. E-e-e-everything is gonna be all right. Chasing the dawn, chasing the wind. The wildest ride we could ever find. Full throttle, speed, speed of sound. We are the quickest kids around.