Dusty was going to win and that was the end of it, pulling trains with the sun heard for days at a time makes this look like a race for foals! he gets in the line towering over ever pony "ya foals may want to drop out now... a true Stallion is racing here!" he sinkers to his self, if he last... his dad well just kill him be being that bad, wining this was a must no and or if's that was that... "On your marks!" he drinks some cider, he has a look that says 'I don't care if the world was on fire' "Get set!" he digs his hooves in and spits at a pony close to him "get in my way and ah run you over." "Go!!!!!!" the land under his hooves got ripped to shreds as he pushed off ever mussel in him moves under his skin like a sea, he slams pony's out of the way cussing at them as he passes. Hold on was that Shanna? he comes close to tripping on seeing her, she never did give me that kiss! he runs in fruit of her so she HAS to know he is in this too... looks like this may be fun after all.