Overview. Catwalk to fourth floor tower room.
Hot Wheels tracks from when the oldest of us was a toddler,
held down by digital signal processing books.
Center markers are a tape dispenser and starter-pistol blanks,
which surprisingly didn't discharge.
All four roaring down the straightaway.
Must have been the start of a race.
(Sorry for the blurriness: the camera fared poorly with fast tiny objects.
Video's sharper once it's uploaded.)
Camille nails the tape dispenser...
... and so does Bowon. (Not sure why the upset one is Camille.)
And occasionally, they miss. "The [gravitational] Force is strong with this one."
Rails or not, cars still fly onto the floor and need re-placing.
Who'd think that we're leaving for Siggraph in a few days?!