Weeks had gone and Wilbur had taken all he could take from the Crazy stallion named, Crazy Angel. He was ticked off, so one morning he grabbed a pair of spurs from the tack room and put them on, he had been up all night Trying to break this stallion but the stallion was just so wild at heart. He knew his spurs would not fail him. He walked out ot the corral and untied the stallion after mounting him, The stallion was really ticked off Angel wouldnt stand for this he reared but his rearing faild as Wilbur stayed stuck to his back like glue, Wilbur prepared for alot of bucking as he dug his heels into C's side, the spurs hurt CA like a crazy bush, as they dug into his side, he let out a snort and his blood shot red eyes rolled, he pawed the ground and rolled more on the ground and bucked and snorted and bucked and jumped as much as he could, finally Wilbur was thrown off of his back, out of the corral and onto the ground.