Full Throttle Splashdown

Sticking around that tidy bookshelf wasn't going to cut it, so I shot out the backdoor screen for some real afternoon turf! Out across the grass, the tall carved concrete birdbath looked like a fortress tower waiting to be conquered. I sprinted across the lawn, sprang off a mossy garden brick, and caught the carved lip with both gloves. Right in the basin, calm clear water was mirroring the sky like a brand new zone track. I hopped onto the curved rim, balanced on one sneaker, and sliced my gloved hand straight through the water's surface, sending a rapid arc of droplets flashing through the air. Pure momentum conquered!