Corridor Sprint

I bolted down the pale corridor tiles to see how fast I could sprint! The smooth floor gave my boots great traction as I pumped my arms and raced past the numbered doors. Up ahead, a thick, bristly brown welcome mat sat right outside an apartment like a mini obstacle course. I charged straight at it, leaped high into the air, and landed right in the center of the stiff coir fibers. The rough bristles gave a firm, springy grip beneath my boots. Dropping into a solid low crouch, I caught my breath while the dim hallway lights hummed overhead. That was an awesome high-speed run!