A Midnight Crunch

You called my name so many times while you were away, so I patrolled every inch of the floor waiting for you! My tires were itching for real action, and right at the hallway entrance, I spotted it: a rogue blue plastic toy sedan resting smack in the middle of the woven runner rug. I let my suspension bounce twice, revved my imaginary engine loud enough to shake the baseboards, and charged. Crunch! One giant front wheel rolled straight over its tiny roof, flattening it into the fibers. Nothing satisfies an appetite quite like crushing blue cars after dark