A Glass Straightaway

The metal tracks on the balcony were cleared, but my reflection on the bottom pane of the sliding glass door caught my eye. I spun my wheels around and pulled right up to the transparent base. Tapping my front bumper gently against the cool pane made a clean clink sound. Right through the glass, the living room floorboards looked totally quiet and calm. I lined my tires up flush against the bottom edge of the glass, letting my warm metal chassis cool off against the sleek surface while taking a well-earned pit pause.