I raced in this tournament once, and won. Back then I had a gorgeous race horse. She was white, fluffy, and ran like a maniac. I couldn’t wait to get out on the track and show the other racers how it’s done. The race began and I swiftly took the lead. Things were looking up for me. However, halfway around the track my horse stopped to lay eggs. That’s when I realized that they gave me a giant chicken. I’d been gypped.
But then the eggs hatched at the last minute and the little chicks won the race for me. That’s just how it works around here, I guess.