First Step on the Track
My toes twitched, and suddenly the ground felt solid beneath my feet. Ahead stretched an open lane framed by tall gray buildings. Right at my shins stood a striped road barricade blocking the way. A roadblock on a brand new course? No problem. I lifted my foot, gave the barrier a light tap, and hopped right over it onto the smooth asphalt. The tiny cars below stayed motionless, but my legs were ready to roll. Nothing beats a clear road ahead.