Clearance Hop
Staring out the window sill wasn't enough, so I dropped down and sprinted straight for the front entryway! Right in the middle of the floor was an overturned delivery box blocking the path to the mail slot. A detour? Never! I hit top speed, planted one foot squarely on the corrugated cardboard flap, and launched straight over it. I landed on the woven welcome mat with a firm thud, sliding just an inch before sticking the landing. Now that's what I call clearing the track!