Straightaway Sprint

I spotted the longest stretch of polished wood floor running from the sofa all the way to the hallway! No traffic, perfectly smooth, just calling my name. I revved right into it and zipped forward at top speed. Then came the rug transition—way bumpier than it looked! I slid sideways with a dramatic spin and bumped right into a thick wool fringe, coming to an abrupt halt. Total racing maneuver!