The Race

On the track, the engines roar, anticipation fills the air,
As racers line up side by side, ready for the dare.
The countdown starts, excitement spikes, hearts race in tune,
Adrenaline pulses through each vein, under the
smell of gas
 
Engines revving, tires screech, the race begins its prowl,
Velocity unleashed, like a mighty thunderous growl.
Cars dart and weave, a symphony of speed and might,
Captivating eyes that watch, caught in the thrilling sight.
 
The roaring crowd, a wave of sound, cheers fill the stands,
As drivers push their limits, gripping tight with both hands.
They navigate the sharp turns, with prowess and finesse,
Their passion fuels their drive, pushing them to impress.
 
The scent of rubber fills the air, as they burn with sheer desire,
Their fierce determination sets their very souls on fire.
Round and round, lap by lap, they chase the finish line,
Defying all obstacles, pushing boundaries to a blur.