Which wasn't necessarily the wisest course of action, if he'd asked Sakura, but then again he was also male. This meant he should do what he was doing anyway, because that was just what guys do.

Sakura had a very interesting world-view.

Managing to stay on and not bounce at odds to Marco's pace, she saw the finish line approaching as they had another twenty-five yards down the stretch. "Go!" she shouted, moving the reins up his neck to reduce the pull on his mouth down to nothing more than the weight of the leather itself as it slapped lightly against his neck. "Someone's coming up on the left!"