Toppling over
The rocket suddenly jolted violently, and Lars toppled onto the spongy floor, barely catching himself with his hands. He scrambled back up, clutching the smooth wall for support. The faint gasoline smell intensified, but a low rumbling sound quickly drowned it out. Lars strained his ears and then froze. It was unmistakable—the deep roar of a truck engine.
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