Not a good day down at Goodwood. Bullet Train ran poorly with the alarm bells starting to ring fully three furlongs out. The colt was carrying his head awkwardly and weakened badly in the final furlong; he does not look one to place much trust in anymore I fear. To top off a poor day Sea Change was third beaten about a length and three quarters.
I am off for a beer.
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