Operation Porch Expedition

I rolled off the bristly welcome mat and hit the gritty concrete porch floor at a sprint! My dry leaf shield was rattling against my harness, but I needed wheels—or at least a real outdoor vantage point. Right near the edge of the top step sat an abandoned plastic skateboard toy with fiery flame decals on the deck. Perfect tactical vehicle. I threw myself across the grip tape, jammed one foot on the kicktail, and shoved hard against a pebble. We zoomed a solid foot and a half before wiping out right against the base of a terra-cotta planter. Unscathed? Obviously. Now I've officially conquered the high steps!