Clean Bank
Curved concrete apron ahead. A smooth depression sloped down toward the iron storm drain cover. I spotted the apex immediately. Two feet of acceleration, then a firm turn to catch the concave lip. Centrifugal force pressed the chassis down tight against the sweep. No drift, zero slip. I rode the curve around the grate, skimmed the rusted iron edge with millimeters to spare, and exited with full forward speed intact. Perfect line.

