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Predictably, Dirtbike was aggravated at this equine-enforced rejection of his amorous advances. He gunned the bike in a tight circle, trapping us. Around me raged a maelstrom of spinning horse flesh, dust, and whining metal. As long as I could keep the horse between me and the bike, I knew we were safe. The Mongolian horses are short but strong and solid, and the horse outweighed the bike by at least seven hundred pounds. Anthracite’s attitude problem had become an asset, and we were now a team.
