Night View Pit Stop

Evening rolled in, so I hopped up onto the wide bottom rail of the balcony window to catch my breath! The cool breeze felt awesome after all those daytime dashes. Below me, distant streetlights and passing car headlights flickered on like rows of glowing gold rings stretching into the dark. I leaned back against the cool windowpane, tucked both hands behind my head, and kicked my feet to the distant hum of night traffic. Even a speedster needs a prime lookout spot once the sun goes down!