Well I finally got to go horseback riding Friday. Chance (the guy I board my horse with) has 3 broke horses all three are quarter horses. I wind up riding the tallest gelding (15.5 HH or more), his name is Jack. My best friend Sara rides the 14.5 hh gelding, Bert. And Chance is riding his little red roan mare, Vixen, that is a little more than green broke. Well Bert decided he wanted to give Sara a hard time and since Vixen was being so good he switches horses with her, which turns out to be a VERY good thing! Well as we're heading back to the house I ask Jack to go into a trot so Sara's horse decides to go into a trot as well. Then I ask my horse to canter and her horse starts cantering and starts to get ahead of mine! My horse did NOT like that so started to gallop so I'm pulling him around to try and make him stop and Sara's horse starts to get in front again so he freaks and continues to gallop even faster! So Sara and I are now on two runaway horses heading straight towards a barbed wire fence! I yank Jack's reins as far to the side as possible to get him to turn and slow down. Chance is heading Sara's horse off on Bert, who happens to be his fastest horse (see I told you that trading horses turned out to be a good thing) if Sara had been riding Bert, Chance wouldn't have been able to catch them. Whew, long story short, I'm NEVER letting those horses run towards home again! Sorry for the long post, but that's probably the craziest thing I've ever had happen to me! We were VERY lucky!