The Boing Stunt

I crept out past the bedroom door looking for a brand-new stunt arena—haha!—and right there against the baseboard was a coiled metal spring doorstop! It had a little white rubber tip just begging for a power test. I took a three-stride supersonic running start, launched into the air, and drop-kicked the rubber cap with both feet! *BOIII-I-I-NG!* The whole spring whipped back and forth in a frantic silver blur, vibrating right through my plastic heels and bouncing me backward onto the slick floorboards. I slid three feet on my back, laughing so hard my bow tie rattled, and gripped my mic tight for round two!