Duel with the Silver Mirror

A towering chrome fortress caught my morning march! As I drew near, a strange yellow champion stepped forth from its polished flank, brandishing a blade identical to mine! 'Halt, mysterious knight!' I declared, raising my sword in salute. The warrior matched my guard instantly, flawless and silent. I leaned forward; he leaned forward. I poked the shiny surface with my gray tip, producing a sharp clink against cold metal! It was no foe at all, but my own noble reflection standing vigil by the toast-slot canyon. A splendid companion for dawn patrols!