I was uselss at this. But I was smiling all the time. You don't know tragedy until you see a small horse bellyflop onto a cactus. Gravity felt quite unforgiving. The silhoutted birds although looked cool, were slightly hard to tell whether I was meant to avoid them or ignore them. I couldn't quite tell whether if I man the colt leap constantly it would just collapse from exhaustion? I half expected the next horse to be a different colour. I liked the idea of the stablemaster coming back out to replace the one I had stupidly punished.