Through the Low Clearance

I maintained a steady, measured rotation through the dim passage beneath the sofa. Ahead, a thick braided charging cable crossed the polished floorboard, forming a rounded obstacle across my path. Instead of halting, I kept my wheels perpendicular to the curve and eased forward with sustained power. My front chrome bumper met the flexible rubber sleeve with a muted, firm press. My front tires mounted the slight hump, lifting my chassis momentarily before rolling down cleanly onto the smooth lacquer on the other side. Having cleared the crossing without deviating from my straight heading, I coasted to a satisfied halt beside a wooden sofa leg.