The motorcycle skidded on the slippery grass, and the rider threw himself clear as he went down.

The white horse and the black one wheeled like lovers at a harvest dance, the riders throwing steel in place of kisses.

Alongside him horses went down, their riders thrown through the air.

And the white rider had thrown this thing from the wicked Blue Sword.

Snapping up: When the rider throws the upper body upward, quickly opening the hip angle on the landing side.

The rider threw his head back and laughed heartily.

In a minute, maybe less, they will be able to see the riders throwing it.

It crashes into its neighbor horse just as that second horse's rider throws the thing in his hand.

Hence, to turn to the right, the rider first throws the bike off balance by momentarily pointing the front wheel slightly to the left.

Going down a steep incline, the rider should throw himself straight backward and hold the horse with the bit.