The Glossy Ramp Run
A thick, glossy hardcover book leaned right against the lower shelf of the coffee table, forming a steep, shiny ramp! Perfect runway. I backed up across the woven rug, revved my boots, and charged straight up the slick paper slope at full tilt. Wham! The smooth cover was way faster than the carpet. My soles lost traction right at the crest, sending me into a glorious belly skid right across the polished tabletop! Ha! I slid three full body lengths before bumping safely into a neat stack of round cork coasters. Talk about top-tier velocity!
