In the year2025
The lights went
Out in Thailand
From the front row stood
Jose Antonio RUEDA
Calm and ready
The start was fierce
The pack surged as one
Positions changed before
The first lap was done
Through the opening corners
Bikes crossed lines of intent
No gap was safe
No order permanent
Jose held his rhythm
Eyes fixed ahead
While chaos unfolded behind
Where courage bled
This was a race of inches
A race of will
No single lap standing still
In the storm of youth and speed
One rider chose the perfect lead
Lap after lap
The group broke and reformed
Drafts traded
Rivals swarmed
But at the front
The line stayed true
Measured hands
Decisions few
Not the strongest
Engine on the straight
No top-speed crown
To seal his fate
Through corners carved
With skill and grace
Technique became
The winning pace
While others fought
For every gain
He read the race
Controlled the strain
Where battles
Burned behind his wheel
Jose made patience his steel
This was not luck
Not borrowed time
But discipline sharpened
Lap by lap in line
In the year twenty
Twenty-five
The record was made
A race remembered
By the choices played
Thailand remembers
The calm at the front
And the victory earned
Not rushed nor blunt