Chrome Arc

I blasted straight out from the subwoofer shadows and tore across the living room hardwood into the bright entryway! Dead ahead, a thick woven runner rug blocked my direct run—plowing into high-friction wool meant an instant stall! No braking, no hesitation! I spotted a long stainless-steel shoehorn dropped flat across the runner's hem, gleaming like an immaculate curved rail. I snapped hard right, hit the scoop at full throttle, and let my tires scream along the slick chrome arch! Shhhk-clack! I cleared the bristly edge in one clean leap, touching down smooth on the sunlit foyer tiles right by the door sweep! Wheels humming, zero drag!