Always Finding Mr Wrong
Rivendell Runs summons a surge of energy so impressive it’s as if someone has injected him with a combination of Relentless and drugs.
He belts towards the finish, past Twilight Grey and Captain Tom. As the two of them cross the line, there is a hum in the crowd as everyone looks round, bewildered. Who won?
“The winner is….. Rivendell Runs,” confirms the commentator as a deafening roar surges through the racecourse. “Followed by Captain Tom in second, Twilight Grey in third and in fourth place is Prancing Pony.”
“Fucking cunt,” curses Chris, shaking his head.
It’s not clear if he’s referring to his horse or Scott.
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