Beat the Clock

A shiny chrome kitchen timer was sitting right by the wooden fruit bowl! The ridged metal dial had a bright red marker pointing straight up. No hesitation! I grabbed the textured rim with both plush hands and twisted with all my might. Clack-clack-clack! The internal spring wound tight, and a fierce, rapid ticking filled the whole kitchen! The race was on! I bolted across the granite counter, leaped over a clean butter knife, banked hard around a ceramic mug, and slid under a wooden spoon handle. Just as I scrambled back onto the timer's domed top, DING! The bell erupted right under my boots, vibrating straight into my soles! Obstacle sprint: totally conquered!