The Iron Giant of the Path

Indoor walls could not hold me today! I marched straight out the front door and down the street until I reached the vast green park. Right beside a heavy timber bench sat a massive, weathered steel padlock dropped squarely in the coarse grey gravel. A real titan of cold iron! I stomped straight into the dirt, squared my stance, and wrapped my claws right around its heavy shackle. Grrr! It was caked in dried grit and heavy as a boulder! With one thunderous heave, I hoisted the beast upright, snapping the shackle against its iron belly with a sharp, ringing CLINK! I planted my foot upon its flank and let out a victorious roar for the whole open field to hear!