Spin Cycle

I dropped off that belt swing and dashed straight across the wood chips to a round metal merry-go-round! Its circular steel plate had a raised diamond pattern that caught the midday sun. I placed my trusty red bottle cap right in the exact center hub. Then I grabbed the curved iron handle bar with both gloves, pushed hard against the rubber safety tile with one foot, and kicked us into a wild spin! The playground trees and bright benches turned into a colorful blur. The cap stayed glued to the middle, wobbling like crazy while I leaned back to let the dizzy centrifugal force pull my quills. What a ride!