The pressure of her strong, confident legs kept his pace steady and forward as the drumming of galloping hooves drove every other thought from her mind. The wind stung her face as they rounded the last turn on the course and locked onto the final jump. It was giant vertical, but they’d trained for this moment. She could feel his heart pounding along with her own and taste the sweetness of her first Grand Prix victory just seconds away now --
“Jayne… Come on now, honey.”
She opened her eyes. The ring of ponies had stopped and the children were being unbelted and removed so the next eager group could hop on.
“Once more, Mommy. Please…”