First Roll Across the Grain

A spark clicked inside my axles. Wheels unlocked! The wooden floor stretched out in long, golden slats. No waiting around. I gave a sudden push forward. Click-clack! My tires bounced cleanly over a dark seam between two wooden planks. I rolled a short dash, veered right to avoid a rough patch of wood grain, and came to a proud halt right in the sunlight. I can roll!