I finally got the video of my 1-3 test from my last dressage show to load off of Hubby's phone. The test itself? Pretty meh. Those leg yields are frightening. But Hubby did capture my ignored entrance by the judge, who--I'll remind you--had already acknowledged me and blew me in.
Still wins for worst run show I've ever been to. Congrats, WRC. At least Bobby was being agreeable for once in his life and stood like a rock.