Gear Grid Breakthrough

Stomped past the coffee table perimeter straight into open floor territory. Spilled plastic gears scattered across the hardwood. Prime mechanical quarry! I locked my golden foreclaws around a ridged yellow cogwheel. Hauled it upright. Slotted its teeth right into a blue interlocking peg base with a heavy, satisfying crunch. The mechanism jammed on a stubborn plastic shard. Retreat? Never! I planted my tail, squared my snout, and rammed forward with full chassis weight. Snap! The cog spun smooth and fast. Solid assembly conquered.