Spinning Disk

Down from the peg rack! Time for a new mission. No climbing this round. Direct intervention! On the low coffee table sat a blue plastic fidget spinner, totally motionless. Inexcusable! I charged across the rug, skidded against the wooden leg, and vaulted onto the glossy veneer. Target locked! I didn't hesitate. I drew back my right arm and drove my plush fist straight into one of the blue plastic blades. BAM! Friction snapped into blur! The three-lobed disk whirled into a glowing blue ring right before my eyes. A tiny draft whipped right past my fabric face. Complete and immediate velocity!