Remembers me my youth and even more my college years. We used to dish things out by the hands and the hair very frequently... always had my arms and legs covered with bruises, scratches and blue stains... My teachers often asking where I got this all from I always lied: Fallen with my bike, played too rough with the dog, helped my dad moving furniture... lol 😀
Never stopped fighting ever since and actually I'm way better than I was in highschool, oh sure.