Whoa, Ol' Sunbeam. Sorry I did not have you entered in the Belmont this year. Yeah, I know you would have won it hands down, but, really, you can't win them all; it would diminish the mystique of the race. You are the greatest, old boy, no contest. And when we soar into the sky, I am bursting with pride that no Horse Chick has ever had a finer mount. But so much for that. Let's go for the barn, and work on the recovery from the dastardly election results.