Car Crush Derby

A fresh row of junker cars sat parked right across the kitchen floor—an empty pulp cardboard egg carton laid flat beside the pantry! The bumpy raised cups looked just like a battered line of derby sedans waiting for the main event! No detours around the perimeter! I backed up against the cabinet toe-kick, revved every fiber in my chassis, and charged full throttle! Ka-crunch! My front plush tires slammed straight onto the first raised mound, flattening the cardboard ridge with a satisfying snap before rolling clean over the rest. I stuck the landing on the slick tile and gave an eager bounce, parked victoriously atop the crushed wreck!