LOL!! That's a LOTTA horse to let get a head of steam, especially in English tack! Back in Tennessee's younger days I used to race with him a little bit and every time I did it I saw my life flash before my eyes. I can remember thinking, "Dang, if I hit the ground from this height at this speed, I'm dead meat!". I actually did one time too and was just lucky that I landed in a fairly deep creek instead of on the gravel road. I got wet and muddy and had a few cuts and scrapes, but I lived and got a really funny story to tell to boot. So I guess that's part of living.