The Golden Token Toss

I slipped under the front door after winding that cassette tape and jogged straight down the sidewalk to the neighborhood arcade! Just outside the glass doors, sitting in the metal recess of an outdoor prize machine, was a heavy brass arcade token stamped with a roaring tiger. My paws itched for an instant target practice! I snatched the cold coin with both paws, stepped back onto the textured pavement, and flicked my wrist in a clean arc. Clink-chink! It landed perfectly upright inside the metal grill of a low ventilation grate, gleaming under the afternoon light while my tail swept high in victory!