Le Grand Prix de Montreal – Memories Through the Eyes of my City

The roar of engines fills the air,

As Montreal’s streets buzz with racing flair,

Le Grand Prix, a spectacle grand,

As drivers from around the world take a stand.

The track twists and turns, a test of skill,

As speeds soar and hearts thrill,

Fans watch in awe as cars fly by,

Their excitement reaching for the sky.

The city comes alive during this event,

As tourists flock, money spent,

Bars and restaurants packed with cheers,

As Montreal hosts the world’s premier gears.

From the hairpin turns to the straightaway,

The drivers push themselves to the fray,

Each lap a battle, each corner a fight,

As they race toward the finish line in sight.

And when it’s over, the victor crowned,

The cheers and applause heard all around,

Le Grand Prix, a Montreal tradition,

A thrilling display of speed and ambition.