Testing the Triple Spike

I spotted three sharp triangular wooden blocks sitting right in a row on the coffee table. Is this setup even possible with frame-perfect precision?! I took a running waddle from the coaster, squared my plush shoulders, and launched myself into the air. My soft stubby foot completely clipped the side of the middle block, sending it sliding harmlessly into a ceramic mug with a clack. The hitbox was entirely forgiving! I celebrated by landing flat on my plush belly, completely victorious over the obstacle.