Clay Ramp Assault

Rough terracotta tile ahead. Vrrr... screech! Balcony breeze whipped past, but my eyes locked onto a fallen plastic watering stake wedged against a massive flowerpot base. Perfect incline. Steep angle. Pause. Axles buzzing with raw torque. Accelerate! Wham! Smashed right into the green plastic wedge. Clatter-shhh! Front bumper lifted, tires bit into the ribbed plastic, and I launched halfway up the pot's curved clay footing. Loose potting grit scattered underneath my rear tread. Stalled on the grade. Engine humming deep. Ridge secured!