"Well... Raindow and I--" She purses her lips, contemplating. Reminiscing? "...I got too cocky, and took a turn harder than I should have. For that month, it was an obstacle course; they'd put up things for us to dive around, through, avoid, routes to find the fastest path. Which meant for the first time, it wasn't just clouds on the track. We were the advanced course, after all -- we should've been ready for it. I, should have been ready for it." She explains, one of her Hooves roaming to her head. She lifts her Mane, showing her scalp; where there's the faintest, faded scar buried in her fur, right where her forehead meets mane, above her eyebrow.