shopping trolley wild ride ! 🛒

Left the cardboard box behind and walked half a block into the laundromat, slipping right past a propped-open glass door. In the corner sat an empty wire laundry cart on four rubber casters. It looked frictionless enough. I hopped onto the bottom metal rack, got a solid grip on the wire bars, and kicked as hard as I could against the wall baseboard. The whole rig gave a metallic clatter and coasted a clean six feet over the waxed floor, coming to a soft halt right against the toe-kick of a dryer. Solid run. No pedaling required.