Good recovery, Peter. A young lady was driving in an isolated area in Texas when her car broke down. No traffic came by, but an Indian on horseback rode up and offered to take her to a service station, so she got up onto the horse behind him. The ride was uneventful except that every minute or so the Indian would let out a tremendous whoop. After they got to the garage and she jumped off, the Indian waved, gave a final whoop, and rode off with a big grin on his face. The garage man asks "How'd you get that Indian so worked-up?" "I don't know; I simply climbed up onto the horse behind him, reached around his waist to hold the saddle horn so I wouldn't fall off, and rode". "Lady, Indians ride bareback".
