Some day when you see me flying in Wisconsin you can bet it's not like Chinese movies, I fly standing up straight and maneuver like ancient Hmong gods. I know the forms and ancient yinyang methods to attacking and retreating. Lure is most fun, pretending to be weaker than all off them dying like a strike from a bowling ball all dead. Fates are sealed as soon as psychic visions hit their brains, their brains turns off in terror too! Can you imagine or calculate it or just enjoy the majesty from me.