A Bullwhip and a Fighter

...Mike, it's been a couple weeks. By now, I would have wrecked at least a few things in the living room with that bullwhip.

:D

Still have all your eyes? No facial scars? Are the neighbor's cats avoiding your patio?
 
The neighborhood cats do stay away when I'm playing. Not that I would go after them or try to frighten them. That crack does make all breathing things take notice. My dog prefers to watch from behind the living room window. I try to practice when there aren't too many neighbors about - they already wonder about me. I'm getting more comfortable with a technique or two, but do need more practice. I usually wear a long sleeve shirt or jacket but find that if I move the whip in planes that don't intersect with me, I'm usually OK. Both eyes still in tact, no tears on my ears, no scars, a light welt here and there once in awhile (and no, not on purpose :D). Yes, I would have destroyed everything in the house by now. I'm relegated to the driveway. For some reason I can't shake the desire to stand on a hill top on a dark, windy and stormy night, howling at the black clouds and slivers of moon and trade thunder cracks with the lightening. Maybe that's too much information and it should have stayed locked up in my subconscious. It would probably be just what my wife needs to put me away. Knives, not too bad. Guns, I'm on somewhat shaky ground. Whips - what the hell is wrong with you? :eek: Thanks for asking Matthew. Mike
 
They are fun :)

I actually tore my whip hand wrist open on a bad stroke

There is a reason that the crack of a whip has made men and beasts cringe

They hurt :)
 
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