Spinning the Orange Squeezer

I rolled straight past the hallway runner into the bright kitchen! Right on the sunlit linoleum, someone had dropped a bright yellow plastic citrus juicer cone. It rested on its side, ridges catching the sharp morning beam like a glowing gear! I didn't hesitate—I charged right in with my front bumper and bumped its pointed tip. Zip! It spun around in a frantic, rattling circle, throwing jagged yellow light bands all across the floor tiles. The sudden clatter made my rotor spin at top speed, and I gave it another firm nudge to keep the golden swirl dancing!