...all of the human-horses are running in the beautiful sunlight in Louisville, Kentucky on the 5th of May, 2011. You give your all in and you begin to race away. If you win, you can seize
your chance and run off to find a swith. You decide not to think about it and focus on the race. You're neck and neck with a woman you don't know after 30 miles. The two of you are racing in
the lead - until the woman takes a tumble, putting her out of the race. You thunder a little faster until you reach the last 25 meters, where you have a look behind you. Good news: The other
human-horses are at least 20 miles behind you, but you mustn't slow down. You quickly gallop for the last 10 meters, then look behind you. The other human-horses are 40 miles away from you,
so you decide to jog quite slow for the final 10 meters. At last, you cross the finish line - and you've won the race!
Jubilation has been lit up all around the stadium! You quickly stand up on two feet, and take your saddle off. ~Phew!~ You think.
"Good race, eh?" The horse asks.
"Wait. Who are you?" You ask. Then you discover that the horse's name is...