Rising to Glory

Fingers gripped tight on the wheel. A rookie's first turn. Screens ablaze,

the engines roar. A lesson to learn. Every corner a challenge,

every straight a new fight. Just a beginner chasing the digital light.

Out of sync, a little slow, missing every apex line. But deep inside

a fire glows, this passion will be mine. From the back of the pack

I'm rising up, you'll see. Every lap, every slip builds the champion in

me. No more doubts, no more fears, just the hunger to win.

Headphones on, world shut out. Where the real race begins. Hours spent honing,