Billie Bob Jones
"You did so well Bobby, you should be proud of yourself," Dito kissed my forehead as we laid in bed.
Once again I had come out victorious at the rodeo and won with the highest points out of twenty riders. I had ridden four bulls these past two days and my body felt like absolute hell. This was a bigger rodeo and because of that more challenging bulls were introduced.
The bulls were the cream of the crop and me being Billie Bob Jones I obviously picked the most feared. Only one was able to slip past my fingers and buck me off after five seconds but I made sure to execute perfectly for the other three. It was a hard two days but worth it because it only brought me closer to winning the championship title for the third time.
