His name was Halo, with all that it implies. But the nearly black stallion was anything but angelic. As a yearling, he objected so strenuously to the scenario in the walking ring that he flipped outside the sale pavilion. During his racing career, he would eject his exercise rider and take solo turns around the training track in Aiken, S.C., and occasionally take unscheduled trips to romance the fillies at neighboring barns. As a stallion, he had a reputation for being aggressive and territorial, and required a muzzle to be handled.