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I remember the moment I knew I wasn’t going to like the competitions. It was when I discovered that my horse Murder wasn’t allowed to compete because she was a girl. I’d bred her, named her, cared for her and gone riding through the countryside with her. We were a team, sisters. Of course if I knew the first thing about equestrian I would have realised that you ride stallions in competition. Perhaps the game should have told me that before it was too late.
As it was I was stuck trying to tame a wild horse I couldn’t care less about.




