Races For The Best

Races of all sorts go here in the west,
Most of the people here come for the best,
Most will come here to sell gear at their post
But none will ever sell the most,
They are equal and evenly desperate to win,
So people get ready to see the wheels spin.
Support is coming from the proud
But others will be aided by the clouds,
Rain comes from the sky
And most would bet but don’t know why,
No one knows who is going to win
But the proud are still seeing the wheels spin
But it’s now only two and one is going to win,
Grass and dirt is getting flicked
But the only one is going to be picked,
One will be champion and one will be 2nd
But the proud are desperate to know the seconds.