Dial of Sudden Splashes

A chunky spray nozzle was snoozing right in the middle of a coiled garden hose by the porch steps! Its front ring had notched teeth and labeled clicks—absolute mechanical gold! I dropped down from the railing, skidded onto the stiff rubber coil, and jammed my right saw blade right against the notched rim. *K-k-k-klip!* The selector wheel rattled around like a dizzy clock! I threw my whole weight into one more frantic shove—*PFFT!* A cold, burpy jet of trapped puddle water erupted straight into my chin! I tumbled rear-first into a pile of dry twine, soaked and buzzing with laughter. What an unbelievable splash contraption!