The Barrel Race
Unloading from the trailer,
you wonder how the day will end.
Will you bring money? Will you place? Will You even participate?
You WILL ride, your horse is ready and confident, your name is called to the allyway, the horse takes off!
No time to be nervous, the first barrel arrived
The horse blasts off toward the second barrel
The top third barrel is getting closer with every stride and before you know it
Now you're heading home looking up at your time!
You pass the lazer......15 seconds taking home the prize.
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