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Somewhere long behind the rider you've become, before all those hours spent in the dirt and in the driver's seat, before you cried tears of self-loathing and tears of the win you are now addicted to, the horses you've trained and those that have trained you, before your expectations set in, is the little girl who first sat on a fast horse and felt her heart soar with freedom-- ride for her.