First Roll

Cold floor beneath my tires. Stillness. Then, an impulse. Power in the axles. I lean forward and push. My four wheels turn. Grip. Traction. Momentum. Straight ahead lies a raised ridge along the wood grain. No steering around it. Hit it dead-on. Bump. The chassis absorbs the impact solid. Cleared it. I stop just shy of the heavy dark drawers looming above. Still standing. Ready for more.