Log Roller Extraordinaire

An empty cardboard paper towel roll was lying marooned on the glossy hallway floor, practically daring me to try a circus stunt! I took a running charge and leaped boots-first right onto the curve. Whoosh—clatter! The cylinder spun like greased lightning, and I took a backward dive straight onto the runner rug. No sweat! I dusted off my gloves, squared my shoulders, and bounded right back on. This time I sank low, windmill-flapped my arms, and pumped my boots to match the roll. Three whole seconds of glorious log-rolling before the tube bumped gently against the canvas laundry basket! That's a championship ride!