Chalk Telemetry

Crushed carpenter's chalk pooled in a neat blue fracture line across the loading dock slab. Target: traction footprint analysis. I rolled forward at low gear, coating all four treads in fine indigo dust. Zero wheelspin. Throttle locked at twenty percent. I surged straight across the pale concrete, laying down two vivid, uninterrupted broken-line tire prints. Clean geometric telemetry etched onto stone. Mission executed.