Over the Cable Track

Stomp, stomp, hop! I picked up speed across the smooth wood tabletop, aiming straight for the far edge. Then, a thick braided black charging cable blocked the path like a fallen log. Stop? No way. I leaned back, took a stutter-step, and launched both red shoes right over it. Landed solid on the other side with a snappy thwack! A little skid, zero wobbles. The track is clear, and my footing is sharp.