Leap Across the Wooden Gap

A warm golden beam was stretching right across the floor, so I charged straight toward it! Between the edge of the rug and the smooth wooden coffee table leg stood a massive, glossy magazine lying half-open like a steep ramp. Perfect trial for my legs! I dug my boots into the carpet, dashed up the slippery colorful page, and vaulted across the empty gap. My landing was solid right on the wooden lower shelf below! My knees absorbed the thump cleanly, not even a wobble. That was an incredible jump!