Chilly Bottle Slide

Out of the kitchen pantry and straight into the bright hum of the corner store! Right on the lowest refrigerator shelf sat two small glass bottles of iced tea—one amber peach, one ruby berry! They were slick with chilly mist and begging for action! I planted myself between them on the wire rack, gripped the frosty necks, and gave both bottles a sudden push outward. Zzzz-clink! They glided along the smooth metal wire and bumped gently against the front safety bar at the exact same fraction of a second! Double cool, double slide, perfect frosty dead heat!