Blind Uma Musume Sets Her Sights on the Arc De Triomphe

Blind since childhood, sixteen straight losses. How am I supposed to roar at this world? The Classics Triple Crown, the Arc de Triomphe, the Japan Cup: how will they bear witness to my legend? Do not go gentle into that good night. The solemn, at the end of the road, grow blind. Even with eyes that cannot see, I still want to watch a shooting star streak across the sky. Rage, rage against the dying of the light.