Pebble Ramp Rally

Scampering away from my mossy stone wall, I marched straight toward the foot of the curved stone bench! Right there on the gravel sat a smooth wooden popsicle stick propped on a flat slate chip, beside a glassy blue marble someone dropped in the dirt. An instant stunt track! I charged forward with full throttle, slamming my plush belly straight into the marble—clack-roll! It whizzed up the tilted stick, caught air at the tip, and splashed right into a damp puddle rim with a crisp plonk! The muddy spray tapped against my cap brim, and I bounced on my tiny feet in pure outdoor triumph!