Poor Black Wind... Once he was as free as the wind. He could run wherever he wanted to. It was his world. He was born to be a wild horse on the huge plains of America. But everything changed when some men captured him. Now he spends his days on a farm, pulling carts. Whenever you look at him, you see how sad and depressed he became: he's just a mere shadow of his former self...! How proud and strong he may had been... It needs to be changed! You made up your mind: you will set him free...! This is your golden opportunity. Good luck and have fun!
