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 Against a darkend sky stands a slender shadow looking over lower ground alert seeing something move in the distance without a sound leaping forward with tremendous power muscles tightning and relaxing with the flowing rythm pure speed eating up the distance to the tiny dots in the distance joining them in a dance of grace and speed fast shadows covering ground faste than any other. Circling clearly having fun weawing fabrics of dreams as they run because they can. Freedom and happiness is… Continue

Brindle,blue black red and white a blur of colours zipping by at lightning fast pace the rythm of life these precious sleek hounds hunting the mechanical hare on the tracks the world over. Many loosing their lives at pile ups on the first and second bends of the tracks. Too many precious lives sacrificed in the name of "sport" End the pain and strain. lifeless young hounds shot with a captive bolt gun too slow to make it to the track where their short careers soon come to a halting sudden end… Continue