Remote Control Tightrope

I scrambled onto the soft sofa arm and found a long black TV remote angled across a corduroy throw pillow. Instant morning tournament rules declared! Walk the narrow rubber keypad from the power button down to the zero key without slipping off into the velvet ditch. I anchored my paper sneakers onto the rubber ridge, extending both gloved hands for balance. Right at the volume rocker, the button sank with a soft squish! Penalty alert! I locked every crease completely rigid, thrust my left hand straight into the air, and held a dead freeze on one foot for ten full seconds until the rubber sprang back. Penalty cleared, finish line secured!