My heart horse was like that. I bought her at an auction, truck broke down on the way home and I had to ride to find a phone (no cell phones in those days!). Good thing she turned out to be a good horse!
Rode her on a trail ride the next Saturday - she didn't put a foot wrong - it was the best ride I had ever had. Rode her in a parade and grand entry the Saturday after that - she did great! Third Saturday was a playday. I had already lost my fear of riding a strange horse (after all that, who wouldn't?), and she totally SHOCKED me at the playday. We actually WON the keyhole race (with me hanging on for dear life!), and did very well in pole bending. When we got to the barrel racing, I was getting a little worried about what she would do. Turned out, it was time to drop the reins and hang on to the saddle horn! She didn't jump the start, fortunately, she waited for me to give her the signal to go, but then it was Katy bar the door. I literally dropped the reins in favor of the saddle horn! She slid to a halt in front of the gate - I was so glad the guy manning the gate was paying attention and knew I didn't have hold of the reins! We didn't place, but I have a feeling that was my fault. I sure got a lot of ribbing - and a LOT of compliments on my new horse. I sure miss her!
Plain Old Dee, horses Dancer and Rain I believe in dragons, unicorns, good men and other mythical creatures!