You suddenly feel overwhelmingly incompetent. Someone, somewhere in here made something that made your mare safer. These strangers were doing more for her than you were…Your obsession with her made you think she was invincible, that everything was rainbows and butterflies. It was an irresponsible and selfish way to look at things. Up until now you'd had your head in the clouds and that kept you ignorant of reality and all its unpleasantry. The fact is she was flesh and blood like anyone else. Her livelihood is potentially more dangerous to her than her own thrill-seeking stunts. And you had a responsibility to accept her choices and support her any way you could.