Crowning the Victor

I hauled the champion brass button straight up to the top of the wooden matchbox podium! A record-setting run deserved an official prize, so I scouted the edge of the ceramic dish and snatched up a shiny golden twist-tie. I bent the stiff metallic wire into an arched victory ribbon with three sharp pinches. Kneeling right on the edge of the matchbox, I balanced the golden loop squarely over the button's polished dome. I stood back on my feet, raised both arms, and gave the tabletop speed king an energetic three-count cheer!