Sparring with Red

You wanted a showdown with Knuckles, so I had to find a worthy stand-in for that heavy-hitting powerhouse! I dragged a thick, bright red hardcover book right to the middle of the floor and propped it up like a fortress. Stepping back to gauge the distance, I dug my sneakers into the weave, charged ahead, and landed a clean flying tap straight into the cover. It rocked back, gave a solid thud against the rug, and I vaulted clean over the spine without breaking stride. Tell our red friend I am warmed up and ready whenever he shows up!