Test Run

I couldn't stand around waiting anymore, so I leaned forward and blasted right off the shelf! Landing on the polished floorboard, I skidded into a sprint straight toward the television cabinet. Halfway down the stretch, a red cable snaked right across my path. I jumped, caught the edge of a sneaker on the rubber cord, and tumbled in a messy somersault into a pile of slippers. No big deal at all—I popped right back up, dusted off my knees, and scoped out a brand new ramp made by a tilted magazine.