The Slippery Track

I noticed the carpet ended right at the doorway, turning into a shiny, slick wooden hallway that stretched out like an empty runway! No stopping to think—I charged straight ahead at full tilt. The second my sneakers hit the polished wood, zero grip! Whoosh! My feet shot forward and I went skidding on my heels like a hockey puck across the planks. I windmill-spun my arms to stay upright, spun a smooth 180-degree drift, and bumped rear-first right into a soft canvas sneaker sitting by the shoe rack. Ha, best indoor slide ever! That hallway is definitely my new high-speed lane.