Originally Posted by
CA Jack
Wild Red Rose's brother Turbo was a thick, slow, ponderous dog ... with a devastating mouth ... and he was like a rock wall.
Other dogs would be all over him, but by about :15 to :20 Turbo would get his mouth on the other dog, and within :05 to :15 more minutes the other dog would be crippled, with arteries gushing blood out of its muzzle, armpits, and legs. It was the same story in every roll and every match ... until he was kept on an emill.
The genius who kept him on an emill did so to "put air" in Turbo, but the idiot failed to realize Turbo had great natural stamina and didn't need any help in getting more air. He fought slowly, ponderously, and economically ... and all the guy did was rail Turbo down (taking away his natural power, mouth, and body strength) and turned Turbo into a useless, weak, wet noodle ... who wobbled when you pet him he was so scrawny ... and (you guessed) Turbo lost that time around and was NOTHING compared to how he looked coming in from a slat mill and weight pulling.
Jack