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The very first horse my parents ever bought for me was a bit on the wacky side. She'd be fine one minute and then something, a noise, a scent, would flip this switch on inside her head and she'd go nuts and break out in a sweat, running away from everything, rider or no rider. For years we thought it was just a training problem but when, with a new owner, she had a colt that ended up with the same wacko ways, we knew it wasn't just training.

I ride a loony at the moment, whom is called Tess, but I call her the Big Baby because she has tantrums and bucks for stupid reasons in circles in the middle of the school, and squeals while bucking and often you hear a bang when she kicks the wall, and when she canters she cant stop!

Either my current mare, or a warmblood gelding I used to work with years ago. He was just plain nasty, he would bite any chance he got (HARD) and if you did not ride him EVERY second you were on him he would go into a fit of rodeo worthy bucks until you ran him into the fence or he threw you. He hurt a lot of people and I have no idea what I was thinking when I started working with him. But I guess it worked out, after a couple of years he calmed and ended up being a child's horse. But he was a nutbag when I first started riding him. My mare now thinks she lives in Scooby Doo land and will regularly spook at NOTHING. She will also develop phantom 'injuries' so that's she is lame when being ridden, but then she forgets what leg she's lame on and switches it up. She usually gives it up after that. I say she is a nut because she is so quirky, but she is a blast to ride and really wouldn't ever do anything to hurt me on purpose.

i rode a horse that would take me to a barbed wire fence and run my leg along the wire. not a nice horse.

An appy named Rebel, I got on him and he didnt stop running for a while, then after i got off and learned more about the horse. I learned that he was a very tense guy and he was abused so when he has a rider he doesnt know the meaning of the word slow.

Haha this chestnut TB (raced) named Jaz. He was 6 years old and insane. He was ridden between 2 and 3 hours a day and STILL crazy hyper. Rushed jumps, bucked after every one no matter who was riding him, spooked at EVERYTHING. yeah he was awesome. haha.

A grey arabian mare that my dad bought..I swear the thing was tryin to kill me..hit trees, went down embankments, constantly tryin to bite when you were riding it..the horse was nuts..lol

Years back when I first moved here I met some people and we went horseback riding, in one of those places where the horses have set paths they follow everyday and all. My horse was named Maya, and a retired leader. It was really big and tall, and I was on top all like, wow lol. But it was SUPER lazy and maybe I wasn't doing it right, but it wouldn't heed any of my commands, so I just relied on the horses's memorization of the path it had been doing for years. But so it was behind all the other horses, and eventually it stopped following them, and veered off on the side into this prairie field thing, and I was like wait wait lol! I tried to steer it back towards the other horses but it didn't listen, and they were getting really far, with my friend yelling instructions at me to try and get it over there. When it finally realized we were apart from the pack, it started trotting towards them, so I'm holding on. But in the span of of five seconds, it changed from fast trot to downright crazy ass gallop like you see in the movies lol! I was holding on to the pummel for dear life and the reins were abandoned, and I was like basically crushing myself against its back, in the saddle. Ha ha holy hell it was going SOOO fast. When the other horses saw us coming, THEY freaked and ever horse took off every which way, it was a mess lol!

This one girl, she almost bit my friggin ear off~!

His Name is Zeus. He is a jet black percheron x friesian. He was very badly abused and used to charge at anyone that went into the paddock and he wouldnt stop! He was a terror, he hated the other gelding we had at the time and would break down fences to get to him. He was crazy to ride he has amind of his own and does his own thing and if you try to tell him otherwise he would use every trick in the book to get you off. He has been with us for over a year now and calmed down a lot though. He is now running with our other 12 horses (mares and geldings) and our 6 donkeys and he even plays with the little colts. He was badly abused by previous owners and even has no front teeth on his upper jaw after being kicked in the head when he wouldnt stand after collapsing infront of a cart (i heard froma friend) But he is a completely different horse, still very head strong but controllable after a year of work, time and TLC :-D

Well a crazy horse to me would be Thoroughbred race horse, no I've never ridden one of those or any horse for that matter. They are scary, I'm afraid one might bite me.