Clearance Test

Stared down the long hallway. A metal dustpan lay right in the center, handle tilted up like a launch bridge! Countdown initiated: three, two, one—go! I charged at full speed across the timber floor. Hit the metallic wedge dead-on with a sharp clang! Instead of launching airborne, the lightweight metal slid screeching forward across the boards with me riding right inside its shallow rim. Skidded straight into a soft rug barrier and stopped cold. Heavy drift maneuvers confirmed!