Z-Max Racing
A Saturday morning at the
Z-Max dragstrip
First drag race at the track
Dreary, blistering sun soaking
through my skin
Piercing sounds through ear plugs
Meeting the drivers
of the funny cars
Great times with loved ones
Z-Max Racing
A Saturday morning at the
Z-Max dragstrip
First drag race at the track
Dreary, blistering sun soaking
through my skin
Piercing sounds through ear plugs
Meeting the drivers
of the funny cars
Great times with loved ones
I really like this acrostic poem! Good word choice!