First Turn on the Screen Frame

My axles clicked into place, and every tire woke up at once. Right in front of my nose, a white flatbed truck was hauling an old tow truck down an open mountain road on the glowing glass. I gripped the smooth lower border of the monitor, nudged my front wheels left, and lined up right behind them. The screen gave off a warm hum, and my suspension flexed on my own command. That road looks clear, and I'm ready to roll.