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Mine is a good luck story and it happened many many moons ago but I can still remember as if it happened yesterday.
I like a horse #4 who was going off at 6-1. As it was close to post time in my haste I forgot my program on my seat. There was one guy before me at the wicket. When my turn came I mumbled 'gimme $10 w/p on the #5'. As soon as the teller punched my tickets the bell rang and the window closed. As I walked backed to my seat I realized I bet the wrong horse. I looked at the toteboard and the #5 was going off at 60-1. No way I said to myself is this horse going to win this race and I quietly dropped my ticket under my seat in disgust.
As the race developed the #4 was leading in the stretch by about 2 lengths and I was getting sick looking at this race. Out of nowhere there came this horse from way off the pace and nicked the #4 at the wire. I couldn't believe my eyes it was the #5.
I quickly picked up my ticket, cashed it and smiled all the way back home and thanked the Gods that govern harness races for my good fortune.
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