Can't remember what he was on yesterday, but it started barking halfway round the trip. McCoy squeezed, worked his legs like drive rods, bumped it, gave it a few shoulder slaps, one or two quick 'uns behind - but no, either the horse couldn't go on further or wouldn't. It faded back to around 7th or 8th, I think, but if you were the owner, you'd had a bloody good £100-worth of effort. Unlike some riders, even some very good riders, AP will give the horse everything reasonable to try and get the best placing for his paymaster. The Pipe days are history - time to move on. Anyone who can better the number of championships he's racked up will be wearing a halo and wings, because they'll have to be divine to crack that record.