Looping the Ring

You brought up collecting rings, so I scoped out the living room for real treasure! Up on the coffee table, a shiny brass key ring was lying right near the edge. I charged along the smooth wood, dropped low into a powerslide, and scooped it up with one gloved hand on the fly. Ended up skidding into a neat stack of round ceramic coasters, tapping them like target bumpers. No light-speed shoes needed when momentum does all the work—first ring of the day secured!