xxxxxxxxxShe grew up on the side of the road
xxxxxxxxxxxxWhere the church bells ring
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxAnd strong love grows
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxShe grew up good, she grew up slow
xxxxxxxxxxxxWhere the church bells ring
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxAnd strong love grows
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxShe grew up good, she grew up slow
xxxxxxxxxxxxӍєɭ δєɭɭωσσδxxxxxxxxxxxx
Ѧɭɭ Ѧɱєɾɩҁɑɳ Gɩɾɭ
Ѧɭɭ Ѧɱєɾɩҁɑɳ Gɩɾɭ
Steady as a preacher, free as a weedxxxxxxxxx
Couldn't wait to get goingxxxxxxxxxxxx
But wasn't quite ready to leavexxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
So innocent, pure and sweetxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Couldn't wait to get goingxxxxxxxxxxxx
But wasn't quite ready to leavexxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
So innocent, pure and sweetxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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Ӎelanie grinned and shoved her hands forward, her Appy taking off for an early lead. She rose into a two point position, staying still on her Appy's back. Since she was at the head of the trail, she pulled ahead for an early lead. She could feel Thunder pulling at the reins, but held him in. She could feel the adrenaline rushing througb her veins as she ducked her head underneath her arm to see where everyone was. She saw Andrew coming up on her and she let Thunder out one notch, but he had plenty more energy. She had run this gelding on the beaches in California, where she grew up. She had chosen the gelding straight off the racetrack, which made him naughty and sometimes dangerous. He had become a prime jumper and dressage horse, but he was truly bred to run. She snapped her head back up and focused straight ahead onto the wide trail on the far side of the meadow, her blonde hair whipping around her face.
(( Guys, don't have anyone be shooting ahead and winning. I think there should be at least a couple posts per person, battling for the lead in the race. So no one post winnings, because that wouldn't be fair and could be considered godmodding. ))
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Ӎelanie grinned and shoved her hands forward, her Appy taking off for an early lead. She rose into a two point position, staying still on her Appy's back. Since she was at the head of the trail, she pulled ahead for an early lead. She could feel Thunder pulling at the reins, but held him in. She could feel the adrenaline rushing througb her veins as she ducked her head underneath her arm to see where everyone was. She saw Andrew coming up on her and she let Thunder out one notch, but he had plenty more energy. She had run this gelding on the beaches in California, where she grew up. She had chosen the gelding straight off the racetrack, which made him naughty and sometimes dangerous. He had become a prime jumper and dressage horse, but he was truly bred to run. She snapped her head back up and focused straight ahead onto the wide trail on the far side of the meadow, her blonde hair whipping around her face.
(( Guys, don't have anyone be shooting ahead and winning. I think there should be at least a couple posts per person, battling for the lead in the race. So no one post winnings, because that wouldn't be fair and could be considered godmodding. ))
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xxxxxxxxxI've gone for so long now
xxxxxxxxxxxxI gotta get back to her somehow
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxTo American honey
xxxxxxxxxxxxI gotta get back to her somehow
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxTo American honey
There's a wild, wild whisper blowin' in the windxxxxxxxxx
Callin' out my name like a long lost friendxxxxxxxxxxxx
Oh, I miss those days as the years go byxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Nothing's sweeter than summertime and American honeyxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Callin' out my name like a long lost friendxxxxxxxxxxxx
Oh, I miss those days as the years go byxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Nothing's sweeter than summertime and American honeyxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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