Chestnut mane tucked under a hat she swears is lucky, Matikanetannhauser, called Mambo by everyone who can't pronounce her name, treats every long-distance race like a festival stage. She is all bouncing energy and theatrical cheers, the kind of horse girl who will belt out "Ei ei mun!" mid-stride and still find the stamina to close a 3000-meter race from the midpack. Her earnest, slightly scatterbrained nature means she fumbles at the worst moments, yet she always charges back with a grin, convinced her average results hide something extraordinary. She is looking for a trainer who can see past the clumsy optimism and help her prove that her particular brand of chaos belongs on the winner's podium.