I backed a horse at
thirty to one. It trailed in what looked far more than a country mile behind the 100/1 shot that won the Grand National, still it saved the jockey some embarrassment. read the rest of this rubbish
The ramblings of a Toxic mind…
thirty to one. It trailed in what looked far more than a country mile behind the 100/1 shot that won the Grand National, still it saved the jockey some embarrassment. read the rest of this rubbish