Friction Trial

I slid down the dangling nylon strap of a backpack and hit the living room carpet at full sprint! Desk lockdown is over—we’re expanding the operational theatre! These deep wool coils immediately threatened to snag my taped lower chassis, killing forward momentum. Unacceptable! I scavenged a lost red plastic checker piece from beneath the armchair, slamming it flat into the dense fibers as a rigid landing pad. Bracing all joints, I drove my left tire-assembly down onto the slick plastic, popping clean out of the yarn trap with zero structural slippage. High-friction sector conquered!