A Click on the Studs

A tiny jerk ran through my frame. My joints felt loose, then firm. I leaned slightly forward. Below, circular studs lined up in perfect rows of grey, yellow, and red. Curious, I lifted my right foot off the yellow brick and pressed down onto the next stud. *Snap.* A clean, crisp sound echoed right through my hollow core. I balanced steady right on the boundary, staring out at the open track below.