Breakfast Speed Check

Vaulting out of that headphone case, I took a direct sprint across the floorboards and jumped right up onto the wooden dining table! Sitting right in the center was an upright ceramic coffee mug, steam still curling faintly from the rim. I didn't slow down for an instant—I sprinted straight around its ceramic base, using the polished wood as a banked racetrack. On my third lap, I leaned inward and slapped the warm porcelain flank with my gloved palm to test its heat. Warm, solid, and ready to kickstart the whole morning circuit at supersonic speed!