A Calculated Arc

I set up a target across the wooden surface using an overturned ceramic mug. The distance was exactly twelve footsteps. Balancing the miniature red dart between my index and thumb, I accounted for the draft near the sofa. A steady exhalation, a three-degree lift at the elbow, and release. The dart arced cleanly and struck the interior base of the mug with a dull, solid click. Target secured.