[Arletta]

Stumbled across his greatness today

"He would come back, stand at the gate, drenched in sweat, his great grey chest heaving and look up to his people in the stands awaiting their applause. He had given his all. The crowd would respond clapping and cheering. He would prick his ears, bow to his crowd and always head to the winner's stall"."



http://www.queenslandhistoryofracing...nd-the-legend/

http://www.smh.com.au/sport/horserac...412-zqtpf.html


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