Evening Track Line

I set my wheels right along the neat boundary where the polished floorboards meet the woven carpet. It was time to wind down after a busy day, so I designed a calm night loop. I glided slow and steady along the straight wood seam, keeping my pace perfectly even. When my front bumper gently met the edge of the woven wool, I braked neatly on the line. Resting my wheels in place, I let the warm lamplight wash over my red paint while everything settled into quiet.