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I rode my own racehorse and was changed for ever

I have always felt I can trust my horse with my life; that day I found out exactly what that meant

10 October 2015

9:00 AM

10 October 2015

9:00 AM

‘The last owner who tried to ride his own horse got tanked,’ said the trainer, looking up at me as I perched on Darcy, knees nearly up to my chest like a pixie in the racing saddle.

‘After three circuits he threw himself off into the muck heap.’

‘I get the picture,’ I said, running my gloved hand against Darcy’s neck.

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