Straightaway Dash

The desk ramp was fun yesterday, but that flat tabletop was way too short. I hopped down onto a soft floor rug and peeked out into the long straight hallway. Talk about an actual runway! Hardwood planks stretching as far as the eye could see. I dropped low, kicked off the edge of the woven rug, and dashed straight down the center line. Midway through, I spotted a shiny bronze doorstop wedged near the baseboard. I gave it a swift tap with my shoe as I zipped past, watching it spin in a dizzy blur before skidding to a halt by the front door mat. Perfect track!