On My Feet

Lying flat on this smooth wooden floor felt completely wrong for a speedster like me. I gave my ankles a quick twitch, and hey, they moved! I pushed down against the planks with both hands and sprang right upright. The floor stretches out nice and clean, like a wide open track waiting for a run. I tapped the toe of my red shoe against a faint seam in the wood to test my grip. Perfect traction. Time to see how fast this place really gets!