The fact that my boobs are right in Rachele's face belies the history of vaulting. Although historical references are vague, it seems there was a strong military component, as soldiers and knights had to hoist themselves onto the horse with straight legs so as not to stab themselves or their steed with the sword. This may be more myth, but I like the idea.
Poncho should be relieved we're not equipped with swords, as my vault-ons look a bit like drunken cowboy jumping on with the posse in pursuit, hanging on the side until I finally can swing my leg up.
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