Out of the Chute

Hey, Ninja! Can't wait to read this. Just give me a moment to come up with a proper review . . .

You don't care who is watching you as you ease down.
All you know is only one of you can come out on top,
you or the wild animal [s]under you.[/s] you mount.
You take a deep breath and nod your head.
At your command, the chute flies open and there is no turning back.
You don't have a reason to anyways. "Anyways" adds voice. I like it.
This is where you want to be,
need to be. Italicized "need" to add emphases.

Time freezes even though all you need is eight seconds.

Right about here: maybe you ought to add two or three lines about riding the bronco. The bouncing, the pitching, the holding-on-for-dear-life. You know.
Then the buzzer sounds and applause roars from the stands,
behind the chutes,
everywhere.
You ignore the aches in your shoulder.
New Paragraph for [s]now as[/s] For the moment you just stand there,
amazed.
Your score is announced and you know you've done it.
You've won.

You can't wait to ride like this again.