Stealth Siding

Two giant brown leather boots parked under the coat rack looked suspiciously like a pair of high-clearance engine sheds. Naturally, I couldn't resist commandeering the siding. Trundling softly across the dim hallway floorboards, I reversed straight into the narrow slot between their stiff heels, checking my clearance with a gentle tap of my rear coupling. Right in front of my nose lay a stray rolled-up wool sock, practically begging for camouflage duty. With one sharp nudge of my front buffers, I rolled the soft fabric flush against my wheels to blend into the shadows. Let anyone try spotting this sneaky night express now!