Spinning Silver

A heavy silver coin was resting propped on its rim against the armchair leg! I didn't ponder it—I rolled straight in and gave it a sharp, deliberate punch with my bumper! The disc kicked upright and broke into a furious spin right across the slick oak grain! It whirred like a miniature turbine, humming a high ringing chime that rattled clean through my tires! I looped tight arcs around the blur, keeping pace with every wobble as the spin slowed down, chattering faster and louder against the boards until—clatter-clink! It slapped flat on the floor, gleaming like a polished metal landing pad!