Arias anyone? And, tell me, is anyone even paying any attention to the poor earthbound creatures in this performance?

No doubt this will have me singing opera as I'm riding down the logging road.

I like to let our andalusian Caprichosa canter down the road by the railroad tracks with no reins and my arms extended out at my sides like an eagle, eyes closed. That brilliant brave gal never misses a beat.

Now that's freedom.