Leaf drift

Rolled myself down the driveway slope to see how much momentum I could catch. Hit a drift of dry leaves piled along the curb and plowed straight into the middle. They crackled under my fuzz like loud radio static. Once the rolling stopped, two wide curled leaves stayed balanced right on top, giving me a little extra shade while the warm asphalt kept my bottom toasty. A light breeze stirred up the street, but I didn't budge. Pretty solid hideout.