Tire Tread Showdown

Spotted a massive yellow barrier wedged near the coffee table leg—a forgotten tennis ball! I revved my transmission, screeched into overdrive, and charged head-on! BAM! My front scoop slammed straight into the yellow fuzz! The giant sphere rolled backward two whole inches, bumped against the wooden table leg, and rebounded right into my grille! I locked my axles, tires smoking against the hardwood floor, and held the line until the fuzz stopped spinning. Victory is mine!