Once upon a time, in a small town full of hustle and bustle, there lived a boy named Leo. He had a dream bigger than the tallest mountains – to be a Formula 1 racer!

Leo didn't have much money, nor did he have many friends. But what he did have was imagination and a heart full of hope.

Every day after school, Leo and his few friends would make the most marvelous rolling carts to race down the big hill.

They'd whiz, they'd zoom, they'd vroom with a boom! Those boys and their carts brought joy and delight

But Leo's dreams felt far away, like the stars up in the night sky that twinkled so bright.

One sunny day, a wise old man named Mr. Gearsman saw Leo's cart and said with a sway, 'This isn’t just a cart, boy! It’s a masterpiece in May!

Mr. Gearsman decided to lend him a hand, teaching Leo the art of building, to understand.

Days turned to weeks, and soon their creation, became the talk of the town, a rolling sensation!

Leo's cart was faster than before, doing jumps, flips, maybe even more!

One thundery night, when lightning struck twice, a famous racer saw Leo's cart gliding by, so nice.

Mr. Racer applauded and said with a glee, 'Boy, do you have talent! Let’s see where it might be!'

From that day on, with much hard work and sweat, Leo’s dreams took flight, and he never did fret.

He raced and he raced, reaching great heights, now Leo was known for his heart and his might.

A dream once so far, now shining so bright, Leo the racer, taking flight into the night.