A Firm Stance

Internal weight settled into balance. My treads engaged the smooth white desktop, locking firmly in place. Ahead, a static green dinosaur figure stood directly in my path, hovering close to the drop-off. I evaluated the distance, then gently tilted my cab forward. My bumper made steady, measured contact with its snout. The figure held firm; it did not push back. I remained anchored at the tabletop border, grounded and operational.