Driveway Banked Turn

Rrr-clack! Staying inside was getting old, so I rolled right through the open porch door and ventured out into the open air! Ahead stretched a wide concrete driveway sloping smoothly downward. I dug my wheeled feet in and plunged straight downhill at maximum throttle! The rush of momentum was glorious—until a coiled green garden hose crossed my line of descent. Steer away? Never! I slammed my weight sideways into the rubber ridge, using the curve like a banked speedway turn, rattling furiously before skidding safely to a stop at the bottom. What a ride!