I used to ride a paint named Jack who was sort of a problem. He had the ability to suddenly move sideways leaving me in my original position but in the air. It was amazing. Fortunately the gound was loam and I bounced gently when I hit the ground.
Spurs cured that.
I had a Paint named Gidget who did the same thing, only *forward*.
I always felt like Wiley Coyote, finding myself suddenly suspended in mid-air.
She was my first horse and I got her when I was 11.
She had a hard mouth, was fast as hell and totally insane.
When she decided she wanted to go home, all you could do was hang on and hope she didn’t trip barreling down the steep mountain logging roads.
On the bright side, after learning how to stay on her, all other horses were ~easy~ to ride.
;D