Snow Rider 3D
poema de FarrellCooper
Down the snowy hills I fly,
Cold white ground is rushing by.
On my sled, I race with speed,
Dodging trees with skill and greed.
Jump the gaps and clear the way,
One small mistake—I’ll have to pay.
The faster I go, the harder it seems,
Testing reflexes, focus, and dreams.
Coins I grab along the ride,
Danger waiting on each side.
Snow Rider 3D, thrilling and bright,
A winter run of skill and might.


