Yesterday was “another day at the races” . At Täby Galopp. It is just as fun and it is not until afterwards that I see what I have managed to catch. I know what I am looking for, but that is about it. There is never any guarantee that I get it. Sometimes I do, sometimes I don´t. That is also the charm, the excitement of it. It is colorful and it is fast.
The hooves against the track, jockeys shouting, and the horses heavy breathing.
It is called dirt track, no doubt.
The jockeys and the horses are a team. But the horses are not any ordinary engine.
PP, power personality.
Like me, sometimes they win and sometimes they loose. The big small men.
No time for the horses to take a look at the beautiful surroundings.