He had found an opening.
From Koichi's perspective, number eleven, Grand Colt, had already begun accelerating.
The star he had chosen gave him an advantage right from the start, and his jockey had used the final bend to take first place.
Now all he needed to do was urge his mount, the Racehorse he was riding, to accelerate.
Gold Ship, however, was a closer.
Koichi had to control his stride and speed while also finding a chance to break out of the pack.
Fortunately, he had chosen the inside lane!
Since everyone had more or less the same idea, almost all the Racehorses at the rear had crowded toward the outside.
That left the inside lane wide open.
What a chance!
Go, Gold Ship!
Use the whip!
Although Koichi wanted to try communicating through their mental connection, Gold Ship was not such an obedient Racehorse.
A few strokes of the whip would be safer.
This chance to break through on the inside was too good to miss.
Huff-
Huff-!
Gold Ship's breathing quickened, and the power in his legs rapidly increased.
At last, it was his time to shine.
Go, go, go-
Unfortunately, Gold Ship did not realize that if he had charged out as soon as the gates opened, they would never have had to wait until now. They could have secured a good position as easily as number eleven.
"Number eleven is still accelerating! He's opened up a length and a half on the Racehorses behind him."
"Numbers one and ten are doing everything they can to catch up."
"Number seven is charging up on the outside. What incredible speed!"
Once they reached the final straight, the scene changed in an instant as everyone urged their Racehorses to unleash all their strength for the sprint.
"Gold Ship! Gold