Roped a yearling racing colt once on foot, bugger just wouldn't let you get your hands on him... the rope slid down to the base of his neck as he bolted... not wanting to let the rope go and have the colt run through the fence in front of the owners... I dug my heels in and held on for dear life.... if you've never drug on yer arse behind a runaway train before, you might not know what I'm talking about. I guarantee I reached speeds of 40mph+.... had no backside to my britches left by the time he fell out.... I sat down real gentle like for a few days too
But I got that little turd, that's the important part!
