Laying Down the Track

I vaulted down from the nightstand and skidded straight over to the coffee table, where a thick spiral sketchbook was lying wide open to a blank page. Right beside the margin sat a stubby red wax crayon. If nobody built a loop here, time to make one myself! I wrapped both gloves around the crayon, jammed the tip down, and sprinted full-tilt across the paper. A fat, arcing red curve squeaked into existence with a satisfying waxy scrape. It might only be two-dimensional, but ripping across my own freshly drawn track definitely hit the spot! #SonicTheHedgehog