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Date Posted: 14:19:13 03/24/04 Wed
Author: Charlie Southern & Indyan Prophecy
Subject: ::Here Comes The Boom::
In reply to: Nick 's message, "Re: 1 MILE RACES" on 10:45:00 03/14/04 Sun

(Sorry I'm late!)

The colt jigs axiously, throwing his head and pivoting on his heels willfully as the sligth young woman balances astride expertly. Her experiance may only lie in 3 ro races and bush track years, but still she could stick on better than most. Steering him forth she taps him softly with her stick, clucking in encourgement as her bright yellow and black silks glittered in the light. He stepped in the narrow contraption, almost too small for a colt of his side as her ankles almost brushed the walls. Crouching low she intertwined the fingers of one hand in short mane, which she cursed violently at it's length, a finger slipped through the leather racing yoke. Her other fist holding a loose half cross as she pressed on leg slightly forward, one back. As the bell shreiked and gates broke she cried out "Hyah! Hyah pops, come on baby, get up!" The hand made blue whip rapping at his shoulder in demand. The horse bounded, if he was anything he was a gate horse.
AS he charged feircly ahead she threw another pull cross, pumping him up to the other horse's flank and glancing back shortly under her arm "Hey stud, steady flinch, come on now ease up and run a lil, there we go, just in circles, no jiggy jogging 'round today come on now, put that head down baby boy" the young jocks soughs nearly lost in the thunder, yet his small ears pricked forward in focus and he bowed he neck reaching out adn settling beneath her as she dropped her hands lower against his neck letting him pull against himself as she balanced keenly in the short irons, mmoving the other horse in tight on the rail. "There we go now, youre running baby horse, just keep on goin' pretty, I'm thinking it's time for a win stud, I'm tired of this crap, I don't like getting muddy, let's run clear" She chatted softly, calming herself as much as the animal, blue eyes locked ahead, managing to keep a strong hold on him without him getting a hold of her, hands were everything, and she was one of the best hands out there.

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::Ready or not, I'll take your best shot:: -- Charlie & Pro, 14:34:18 03/24/04 Wed
- Re: ::Ready or not, I'll take your best shot:: -- Juvy, 12:21:13 04/30/04 Fri
  - Re: ::Ready or not, I'll take your best shot:: -- Nick, 12:23:19 04/30/04 Fri