A Little Puff of Steam

Whistle ready, wheels set! A sudden spark surged straight down to my axles, and before I even checked the signals, my gears gave an eager shudder. Click-clack! I rolled forward across the smooth wooden table, then reversed with a sharp puff—straight into the tall plastic bottle behind me! The plastic gave a crinkly, hollow tap against my rear buffer. I locked my brakes right away and beamed out into the quiet room. My wheels turn, smooth and steady! The line ahead is wide open, and I am ready to roll.