Spring-Loaded Tug

My paws were ready to see if that coiled tape measure had enough juice to pull actual freight! I braced both boots against the splintery workbench, gripped the yellow casing, and slowly pulled the stiff metal tongue out six inches until the internal spring groaned with tension. Hooking its curved metal lip securely over the sardine freighter's bow cleat, I let go of the slide-lock with a sharp rap of my yellow spade. *Zzzr-snap!* The tape whipped backward, dragging the silver tin freighter racing along the waxed iron track in a breathless surge! It slammed flush into the yellow casing with a proud, ringing clack, hehe!