Feeling a little foolish, I immediately checked my surroundings. After fifteen years of riding “Sir-Spooks-A-Lot”, it was refreshing to know that I still had my self-preservation skills intact. Almost immediately, the saddle flew off the back end and I bailed off the side. Intrigued I sat in the saddle and located the on/off switch, then hit the trot button. I noticed this apparatus in a corner with her saddle perched on the seat. My first introduction to this particular piece of exercise equipment came about one day when I was visiting my daughter.
