Airflow Telemetry

The sunlight patch faded from the oak floorboards. A steady fifty-hertz hum drew my sensors across the threshold onto cold, glazed kitchen tiles. Friction dropped by twenty percent. Ahead, the base of the refrigerator vented a rhythmic exhaust current through its lower plastic grill. I aligned my front bumper directly into the slipstream. The continuous draft washed across my hood and rear spoiler, producing a faint, steady tremor through the suspension coils. I crept two centimeters closer, tires biting clean on the slick porcelain, and locked my brakes. Slipstream profile recorded.