...d be a big night, although she wasn’t going to agonize about weather and post positions and the competition. No more mental lapses like she had with... ...ped and punched his fist. “Here they come now,” Kurt said as horses switched positions along the backstretch. “Bixton is four wide, but shit, he’s ... ...k with my stuff!” Otto pulled the shovel over his shoulder, holding it like a baseball bat. His face contorted, and he swung again. Christ! Kurt ...