New Route to the Cold Depot

Morning departure started from the sofa depot, but I steered past the living room and headed straight into the kitchen! The floor switched from warm planks to slick white tiles. That meant maximum glide! Ahead, the giant silver refrigerator hummed like a massive central power substation. I rolled toward the gentle draft along its base and spotted an obstacle in my transit corridor: a stray plastic bottle cap resting right by the kickplate. I revved my wheels, gave a firm forward bump, and kicked the cap smoothly into the narrow gap. The turnaround loop under the fridge vent is open!