Sloping into the Sun

Indoor tiles were yesterday's news! The front door was cracked open just wide enough for a race car duck. Three, two, one, charge! I zoomed across the metal sill and hit the outdoor concrete slope. Whoosh! The morning sun was bright! My wheels gripped the grainy stone like real track tires. Halfway down, a dry yellow leaf landed straight across my nose. Blindsided! I spun sideways and rolled right into the soft base of a flowerpot. No scratches! Fresh morning air smells amazing, and that outdoor ramp is pure adrenaline!