I have been working with the same crew for almost two years. They are a great bunch, but each has their own advantages and disadvantages. He is a tall, lean, muscular guy with a ponytail down to his butt and every joint on his limbs end in a sharp angle. Ichabod beat me to black belt owing mostly to my long absences from weddings, family trips and automotive accidents. We're good friends.
Control is what keeps people safe.
If you resist, you can do yourself and your partner undo damage. My final brown belt test was to be Saturday. This being Thursday, I was in for my brush-up class, having taken Wednesday and Friday off before the massive ordeal I had been training for over these long months since my last unfortunate accident. Ichabod was on 29 when it hit me. Actually, he hit me.