I was waiting for your answer just to tell you that I couldn't imagine Italian shrimps picking on Chad Italiano 2m.
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Stick to the question
No one realizes I'm even taller than 194 going by that
However funnily I still can barely notice anyone :)
but never was life threatening
Yeah, pretty much, I was born in caucasus region cuz my parents moved there from Russia when I wasn't born yet, they stayed there after USSR collapsed and I've had some tough days there, but thanks to that I've got into martial arts and it became my passion since. We moved from there to Ukraine since there was all out war with Russia and we were living right at place of the conflict but unfortunately the war started in Ukraine too. So, long story sort there have been situations that I was lucky to survive.
I almost killed someone when I was young because of anger. Since then I think I developed a phobia of fighting.
I was caught up in a couple of scuffles later in life where I was punched or kicked by someone but whenever I try to retaliate I freeze up, afraid that I'd badly hurt my assailant. I genuinely get flashbacks Kaido style of that moment when I find myself about to hurt someone LoL.
Well at least I'm bit tall and athletic so most people try to avoid picking fights with me or that would be a bit problematic for me.
I was caught up in a couple of scuffles later in life where I was punched or kicked by someone but whenever I try to retaliate I freeze up, afraid that I'd badly hurt my assailant. I genuinely get flashbacks Kaido style of that moment when I find myself about to hurt someone LoL.
Well at least I'm bit tall and athletic so most people try to avoid picking fights with me or that would be a bit problematic for me.
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I believe i wrote somewhere about my fight in school and that karate kick... nevermind.
Another fight i had was in kindergarten with some girl. I don't remember anything, but by my mother's words, it was because of some toy, like a toy castle or something alike (kids are crazy bastards). We were just pushing and slapping ourselves till she hitted me with this toy in my jaw. I needed a seam because of my open wound. I was okay, but that girl was kicked out. Well, i don't have regrets, good riddance.
I had a karate sparrings, but they are hardly a fights.
Another fight i had was in kindergarten with some girl. I don't remember anything, but by my mother's words, it was because of some toy, like a toy castle or something alike (kids are crazy bastards). We were just pushing and slapping ourselves till she hitted me with this toy in my jaw. I needed a seam because of my open wound. I was okay, but that girl was kicked out. Well, i don't have regrets, good riddance.
I had a karate sparrings, but they are hardly a fights.
There's nathing wrong to practice mortal arts by yourself if you have the necessary equipment. The only mortal arts that I've learned in a mortal arts school was taekwondo the rest I've learned by myself.
I guess, but it sounded like a constant rage issue unless I'm wrong.
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I guess, but it sounded like a constant rage issue unless I'm wrong.
It's the same with my country too. But it's always just a test of strength where there is small chance of hurting your opponent. Generally it'd be just wrestling with no striking. However when trying to pick genuine fights people generally try to avoid the bigger guy. At least in personal experience.
That's exactly what happened with me. It didn't even begin in a serious situation. I think I was about 9years old when I was playing hide and seek with my two bodies. As I remember they were supposed to be hiding and I was searching for them. That's when they had the brilliant idea to ambush me for a scare and a good laugh. When I was looking for them they got the drop on me and jumped me from behind, dropping me on the ground with my face on the dirt and them sitting on my back.
At that moment I didn't know they were my friends, all I knew was that I couldn't breathe properly and someone was on top of me and was laughing about it. I don't know if it's adrenaline or what but I managed to flip them over and my hands picked the biggest rock nearby and smashed it on one of my friend's skull. I was seeing red by that point and if it wasn't my other friend's shout of panic that halted me I'm not sure I'd have stopped with just one hit.
That's exactly what happened with me. It didn't even begin in a serious situation. I think I was about 9years old when I was playing hide and seek with my two bodies. As I remember they were supposed to be hiding and I was searching for them. That's when they had the brilliant idea to ambush me for a scare and a good laugh. When I was looking for them they got the drop on me and jumped me from behind, dropping me on the ground with my face on the dirt and them sitting on my back.
At that moment I didn't know they were my friends, all I knew was that I couldn't breathe properly and someone was on top of me and was laughing about it. I don't know if it's adrenaline or what but I managed to flip them over and my hands picked the biggest rock nearby and smashed it on one of my friend's skull. I was seeing red by that point and if it wasn't my other friend's shout of panic that halted me I'm not sure I'd have stopped with just one hit.
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