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16:18 Adam_the_strong_guy: The message from DAN was short. “Tonight. Old Iron Gym. One more fight.” I smiled the moment I read it. He wanted another chance. The last time we fought, I walked away with the win. I remember the look on his face when the referee raised my hand. Tonight, he thinks things will be different. I don’t. The abandoned gym sits on the edge of the city, hidden between old warehouses. The parking lot is almost empty. The evening air is cool as I step inside. The smell hits me immediately—old iron, sweat, leather, and dust. Exactly the kind of place I like.
16:18 Adam_the_strong_guy: 
16:21 Adam_the_strong_guy: I walk into the locker room, drop my duffel bag onto the wooden bench, and slowly begin getting ready. I pull on my silver trunks, lace up my silver wrestling boots, and tighten my wrist tape. I look into the cracked mirror.… I See my 6‘7 Frame with 290 lbs … My physique is full, hard, and pumped. Every shoulder striation, every vein across my arms and legs stands out beneath the harsh fluorescent lights. I roll my shoulders once. I’m ready. The noise from outside grows louder. A small crowd has gathered around the ring. I push open the locker-room door. People turn their heads. Some recognize me immediately. “Adam!” A few clap. Others nod with quiet respect. They remember the last fight, too. I walk slowly toward the ring, keeping my eyes locked on it. Every step echoes across the concrete floor. The ropes are surrounded by spectators only a few feet away. No giant arena. No fireworks. Just a ring. A crowd. And one more fight. I reach the apron, grab the top rope, and step inside.
16:25 Adam_the_strong_guy: 
16:25 Adam_the_strong_guy: The canvas feels familiar beneath my boots. I walk calmly to my corner. Then I turn toward the crowd. I raise both arms into a front double biceps pose. Every muscle tightens. My chest expands. My shoulders round out. My arms swell. My abs lock in. My quads separate with deep cuts as I flex through my legs. The crowd reacts with cheers and whistles. I lower my arms slowly and crack my neck from side to side. Then I look across the ring. “DAN…” I smirk. “Let’s see if tonight ends any differently.”
16:26 Adam_the_strong_guy: 
16:52 Dan_S-J: I did send out a rather short message to Adam to meet for a rematch. His answer was event shorter , just a "K" and nothing more. I get ready immediately and jump into my car to get to the Old Iron Gym in the outskirts of the city. As I arrive the lights are already on. I get in and breathe in the scents of the old building.
17:05 Dan_S-J: Getting to the locker room I place my bag on the ground and start unpacking my stuff - boots, trunks and wristband - all there. I get into my gear and stretch my body, do some push ups to feel relaxed as I adjust all gear once more. At 6'4" and 248 pounds I am not taller not heavier but through new methods I gained a bit more muscle mass. I then open the locker room door and walk in into the gym. The first thing I notice is you in the ring in those silver shorts. I myself get noticed by some people. Their looks tell me they still remember our last match. There are some vague claps and shouts. Taking my way to the ring my eyes locked on you, my eyes and face cold. I step on the apron and enter the ring backwards between the ropes looking at the crowd. 
17:10 Dan_S-J: Standing opposite you in the ring I give you a quick nod before raising my arms up showing of my body. This time no singlet but my lucky dark blue speedo. I get a few shouts. Knowing that this is my only chance to show you and the crowd that I am worthy of respect and ready to show it. Then turning my back to the corner. 
17:12 Adam_the_strong_guy: 
17:15 Adam_the_strong_guy: I had already been in the ring for several minutes when the locker room door finally opened. The chatter around the ring faded for a moment. Then I saw you. Dark blue trunks. Black boots. A little bigger than the last time we met. I folded my arms across my chest and watched you make your way through the small crowd without taking my eyes off you. You looked focused, determined… different. Good. I wanted you at your best. The spectators gave you a few claps, but nothing compared to the reaction after our first match. They remembered exactly how that one had ended. You climbed onto the apron and slipped backwards through the ropes, never breaking eye contact with me. A small smirk crossed my face. “So… you actually came.”
17:15 Adam_the_strong_guy: You lifted your arms, showing off the muscle you’d added since the last fight. I gave you a slow nod of acknowledgment. “You’ve definitely improved.” I took one deliberate step away from my corner. Then another. Standing in the center of the ring, directly in front of you, I planted my boots firmly into the canvas. Without saying another word, I slowly raised both arms into a perfect front double biceps. Every muscle tightened. My biceps peaked. My shoulders ballooned. My chest expanded as I flared my lats. My abs locked in while my quads separated deeply under the arena lights.
17:16 Adam_the_strong_guy: 
17:17 Adam_the_strong_guy: I held the pose for several long seconds, letting you study every inch of the physique that had beaten you the first time. The small crowd whistled and applauded. Only then did I relax the pose and look straight into your eyes. A confident grin appeared on my face. “Still think you’ve caught up?” I glanced around the old gym. There was no official at ringside. No bell. No referee. Just us… and a crowd waiting for violence. I raised an eyebrow. “So… are we expecting a referee, or are we settling this the old-fashioned way?” I rolled my shoulders once and bounced lightly on my feet. “Either way works for me.”
17:28 Adam_the_strong_guy: 
17:31 Dan_S-J: You stand a few steps before me flexing your guns and all of your muscle. I stay calm, looking unimpressed as I already saw all this once before. Knowing that not only muscles win a match and I have been working on my moves since our last meeting. As you ask for a referee I answer : "As there is a ref needed in a KO match." Then see only an official outside the ring that is to confirm a KO noone else. I shake my arms and legs so no tension is there when we clash.
17:39 Adam_the_strong_guy: I listen without interrupting, my eyes never leaving yours. A slow grin spreads across my face. Then I nod once. “No referee…” I glance over my shoulder toward the lone official standing outside the ring. Just one man. No striped shirt. No count. No rope breaks. Only someone there to confirm when one of us can no longer get back to his feet. I let out a quiet chuckle. “Knockout only.” “I like that.” The crowd immediately erupts. Cheers. Whistles. People pound on the ring apron, sensing that this won’t be a wrestling exhibition anymore—it will be a fight. I roll my neck from side to side until it cracks. Then I slowly tighten the tape around my wrists one last time. “You’ve been working on your moves…” I nod again. “Good.” “I’ve been working on finishing fights.” I step closer until only a few feet separate us. Close enough to feel your breathing. Close enough that the noise of the crowd almost disappears. I offer you my hand. “No excuses this time.” “One ring.” “One winner.” “One man leaves on his feet.” “The other wakes up wondering what happened.” I hold your gaze without blinking. The grin disappears. Only determination remains. “Let’s find out whose lights go out tonight.”
17:40 Adam_the_strong_guy: 
17:48 Dan_S-J: You step closer and offer your hand for a handshake as you repeat the rules. I shake your hand "Only one!" I say before letting your hand go. I adjust my leather wristbands once more and step back one step. Bending my knees, my left foot slightly sliding back and my arms rising to the level of my chest. "Ready when you are. " I look at the official hoping he will say the one word that starts us off.
17:57 Adam_the_strong_guy: I wrap my hand firmly around yours. Strong. Confident. I meet your eyes for a brief moment before releasing the handshake. “Only one.” I nod once. Then I take two slow steps backward, planting my silver boots firmly on the canvas. I roll my shoulders loose and shake out my arms. Every muscle feels warm. Every movement feels sharp. I raise my hands, elbows tucked, knees slightly bent, my weight balanced on the balls of my feet. My eyes never leave you. The entire gym falls strangely quiet. Even the crowd stops shouting. All I can hear is our breathing… and the faint creak of the old ring beneath our feet. The official looks at both of us one last time. He raises his arm. Then— DING! The sound echoes through the Old Iron Gym. My body explodes into motion. I drive forward aggressively, covering the distance in only a couple of powerful strides. I don’t give you a second to settle. As soon as I’m within range, I swing my right arm across with everything I’ve got— A brutal clothesline aimed straight across your upper chest and neck… try to knock you down soon… to Show the crowd who is the Boss in that Ring
19:11 Dan_S-J: The ring of the bell makes my senses go sharp on alert. I watch you racing off against me your arm stretched out for a clothesline. My eyes narrow and the moment you are like two steps away I pres my left foot into the canvas and lower my body to catch your abs with my right shoulder using your momentum to push my shoulder deep into your abs as my left foot tries to hold the pressure of the impact. My arms trying to wrap around your upper thighs.
19:34 Adam_the_strong_guy: The impact hits like a battering ram. “UUUGGHHH!” The air explodes out of my lungs as your shoulder drives deep into my six-pack, folding my upper body for a split second. “Damn… nice shot…” I stagger half a step, my abs tightening instinctively around your shoulder. Then I feel it. Your arms wrapping around my thighs. Trying to secure a takedown. “Not happening.” Before you can lift me, I react on instinct. I raise my right elbow high. Every muscle in my shoulder and triceps contracts. Then I drive it down as hard as I can. CRACK! The point of my elbow hammers straight into the back of your neck. Using your lowered position against you, I throw my weight into the strike, hoping to make you loosen your grip before you can complete the takedown. At the same time, I widen my stance and shift my hips backward, trying to stay planted on the canvas. My breathing is heavier now, my abs still burning from the spear-like impact. I grit my teeth and look down at you. “You’re stronger than last time…” “But you’re going to need more than one good tackle to put me down.”
19:37 Adam_the_strong_guy: 
19:47 Dan_S-J: Feeling the impact connect. My body is move by a half foot. But I can hear the air leaving your lungs, knowing I have done some damage for the start. My arms wrapped around your thighs as I prepare for a lift but then a sharp pain drives into the back of my neck making me lose my hold as I slide down your legs to your feet while kneeling down. Trying to fight through the pain. My head resting against the canvas, I breathe in deep.
20:05 Adam_the_strong_guy: The elbow does exactly what I needed. I feel your grip loosen. Your arms slide off my thighs as you drop to one knee, your head hanging low while you fight through the impact to the back of your neck. “Now!” I don’t hesitate. Before you can recover, I step forward and thread your head firmly between my thighs, squeezing tight to keep you trapped. My legs clamp around your shoulders. I bend at the waist and reach down, wrapping both arms securely around your hips. I tighten my grip and take a deep breath. “You’re not getting a second to recover.” With a powerful drive through my legs, I begin to lift, trying to haul your body upward into position. Every muscle in my back, shoulders and legs tenses as I prepare to execute the move. The crowd immediately recognizes what’s coming. A loud roar fills the Old Iron Gym. “PEDIGREE! PEDIGREE!” I grit my teeth, keeping your head firmly trapped between my legs as I try to complete the setup.….
20:06 Adam_the_strong_guy: 
20:14 Dan_S-J: You bring my head between your legs and then I feel your arms clamping around my hips. I am aware of the situation and know I need to act quickly. My arms wrap tightly around your waist. Then I spread my legs a bit as I flex my core and slide my left leg between your legs. My inner voice telling me not to give up. With a deep grunt I attempt to lift you up on my shoulders trying to lift you off the canvas a bit and fall backwards.
20:26 Adam_the_strong_guy: I feel your arms lock tightly around my waist. For a split second, my boots become lighter. “He’s trying to lift me…” Instinct takes over. Instead of fighting upward, I immediately shift my weight downward and slightly backward, widening my stance and driving my hips toward the canvas. I spread my feet just enough to kill your leverage. Every muscle in my legs, hips and core locks solid. “Not today.” Your lift stalls. I can feel you straining beneath me, but my weight settles back into the ring. Then I explode into motion. Still keeping your head trapped securely between my thighs, I tighten my grip around your hips. “My turn.” I jump forward. At the same time, I throw my legs backward and pull your body with me. Everything happens in an instant. BOOM! I drive you face-first into the canvas with a crushing Pedigree. The ring shudders violently beneath us. The old wooden frame lets out a loud CRAAACK! The ropes shake. The turnbuckles rattle. A wave of gasps erupts from the crowd before turning into deafening cheers. I remain on my knees for a moment, breathing hard, then slowly release my grip and look down at you. Sweat drips from my face onto the canvas. “That’s why I didn’t let you finish the lift.” I push myself back to my feet, my chest rising and falling as the crowd continues to roar around us.
20:29 Adam_the_strong_guy: 
21:05 Adam_the_strong_guy: My pedigree was Not that successful Like it is usually… your leg made me suffering to Set it up perfectly
21:12 Adam_the_strong_guy: REDO From Above …
21:12 Adam_the_strong_guy: Adam – I Form (English) I feel your body tense beneath me. Then your arms lock tightly around my waist. “He’s still fighting…” Your left leg slips between mine, ruining the balance I wanted for a clean execution. For a split second I feel myself losing the perfect position. “Damn…” I quickly shift my weight downward and lean my hips back, forcing my center of gravity lower. Your attempt to lift me stalls. My boots stay planted on the canvas. “You’re not getting me onto your shoulders.” I tighten my grip around your hips and decide not to wait any longer. It isn’t perfect. Your leg is in the way. But if I hesitate, you’ll recover. With a hard grunt I throw myself forward, trying to finish the Pedigree anyway. BOOM! Your head and upper body hit the canvas—but not with the full force I wanted. The awkward angle from your trapped leg absorbs much of the impact. The ring shudders, but only slightly. I immediately know it. “Not clean…” I release my grip and take two slow steps backward. My chest rises and falls heavily. Every breath burns after fighting your lift and forcing the move through. I wipe sweat from my forehead with the back of my wrist. “That cost me…” I roll my shoulders, trying to shake the fatigue from my arms while keeping my eyes locked on you. “You’re stronger than last time…” I inhale deeply, still breathing hard. ”…and you’re making me work for every inch of this fight.”
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21:24 Dan_S-J: Feeling your body shift on top of my shoulders. My attempt to lift you up is not going to be a success. I feel you moving and then my whole world turns around as I land on my shoulders and my back. Grunting out in pain as I feel the pain shooting to both sides. I lift my head and roll over to my chest while getting my legs under me. Slowly getting to all four. Shaking my head and looking over my shoulder in your direction. Gritting my teeth as my face reflects the pain I feel.
21:50 Adam_the_strong_guy: I take a couple of slow steps back, drawing in a deep breath. My chest rises and falls heavily after forcing the move. I keep my eyes locked on you as you fight your way onto all fours. A grin creeps across my face. I nod once. “Good…” “You’re still in this.” I roll my shoulders, shake out my arms, and raise my hands again. “Come on, Dan…” “Get up.”
21:52 Adam_the_strong_guy: 
06:57 Dan_S-J: I get to the corner and use the turnbuckle and ropes to get up and lean my back into the corner getting a really short breather before I plant my feet to the canvas and pump my chest. "You did expect me to be done by now? I have a fight to fight! Come at me!" I shout at you as I roll my shoulders.
10:03 Adam_the_strong_guy: 
10:05 Adam_the_strong_guy: I grin as I watch you push yourself out of the corner. Good. You’re still standing. You beat your chest and shout across the ring, challenging me. I slowly nod. “That’s what I wanted to hear.” I take a few measured steps toward the center of the ring, never taking my eyes off you. Then I stop. I roll my neck once and let out a slow breath. “What’s wrong, Dan?” “Show me your strength.” A confident smile spreads across my face. I slowly raise my right hand, palm open, holding it out toward you. “Come on…” “Let’s see who the stronger man really is.” I lower my stance slightly, my boots planted firmly on the canvas, my chest expanded and every muscle in my shoulders, arms and back tightening in anticipation.
10:07 Adam_the_strong_guy: 
11:47 Dan_S-J: I watch you getting to your stance and holding your arm up. I get closer to you and connect my right arm with yours. As I do I turn to my side and push to my feet as I swing all my weight into you, hoping to catch you of guard and make you fall on your back.
15:40 Adam_the_strong_guy: I clasp your hand firmly, my grip tightening around yours. For a brief moment, it feels like the classic test of strength I had expected. Then everything changes. Instead of pushing straight against me, you suddenly turn your body and throw your full weight into me. “Whoa!” The unexpected surge catches me off balance. My boots scrape loudly across the canvas as I’m forced to stumble backward two… three hard steps. I manage to stay upright, planting my feet before I can fall. I shake my head with a surprised grin. “What the hell was that, Dan?” I chuckle, rolling my shoulders once. “I thought you were going to show me your strength…” I point at the center of the ring. “Not your tricks.” I raise my hand again, inviting you back in. “Come on.” “Let’s see who the stronger man really is.”
16:54 Dan_S-J: I sigh as I hear your words. Knowing that you are still the bigger one of us two and that this test of strenght will only be done for you tonshow off. "Oh well then let's do it the proper way again. " I say and connecting my right arm to yours and raising my left arm up. My feet wide, my core flexed and my arms getting ready for some pressure from your side. "Let's do this." I say as I look into your eyes.
20:10 Adam_the_strong_guy: I watch you reset your stance, this time without any tricks. A small smile crosses my face. “Now that’s more like it.” I step forward until our chests are almost touching. Your right forearm meets my left. I can already feel the tension building between us. Then you raise your free hand. Your fingers spread open, inviting the traditional collar-and-elbow style test of strength. For just a second… I hesitate. Not because I’m afraid. Because I know exactly what this means. At 6‘7 ft tall, carrying every pound of my muscle, I know I have an advantage in pure strength and height I slowly raise my own free hand. Our fingers interlock. One hand… Then the other. Now we’re completely connected. Chest to chest. Eye to eye. I can feel the heat coming off your body. The crowd falls almost silent. Only our breathing remains. I tighten my grip around your hands until every finger is locked firmly in place. My boots dig into the canvas. My legs tense. My core hardens like stone. I nod once. “Ready?” Without another word… I drive forward. Every muscle in my body contracts at once. My legs push. My chest presses into yours. My arms begin forcing upward and forward, trying to overpower you through nothing but raw strength. “Come on, Dan…” “Show me what you’ve got.”
20:21 Dan_S-J: Feeling our bodies connect. Our muscles are tensed up and we are eye to eye. Suddenly I feel the pressure rising forcing me to put my left foot behind to get some support as you push in. My arms and shoulders flexing up as I try to push against you.
20:29 Adam_the_strong_guy: 
20:29 Adam_the_strong_guy: I grin as I feel every muscle in your body tighten against mine. Your shoulders flex. Your chest swells. Your left foot slides back, searching for leverage. I barely move. I simply lean in a little more, my legs driving into the canvas. Every inch of my body stays rock solid. A confident smile crosses my face. “Come on, Dan…” “Is that all you’ve got?” I increase the pressure just a little more, enjoying the battle of pure strength. “Show me your power.”
22:35 Dan_S-J: Your add more pressure into the test of strenght. I am trying to keep up with you just got way harder. Felling my foot slowly moving back as I press against your frame. I know that this is going to take a lot of energy from us both and to preserve mine I need to get you off me. As you press in I get to one knee quickly and bend my arms to get my left shoulder to under your abs and then use your momentum as you press in on me to throw your large frame over my shoulder.
22:47 Adam_the_strong_guy: I can feel it. Your muscles are starting to give. Your boots scrape across the canvas as I keep driving forward, enjoying every inch I force you back. A grin spreads across my face. “That’s it, Dan…” “Now you’re feeling it.” Then… You suddenly disappear beneath me. “What—?” My pressure meets nothing but air. Before I can react, my torso crashes down onto your shoulder. “UUUGGHHH!” The impact knocks the breath out of me. My body folds across your shoulder as my feet leave the canvas for an instant. The crowd erupts. “OOOHHHH!” My eyes widen in surprise. “Damn… fuck…. ” I instinctively tighten my core and brace myself, trying to shift my weight and stop you from using my own momentum to throw me clean over your shoulder.
22:53 Adam_the_strong_guy: 
23:08 Dan_S-J: Getting you on my shoulder. All this weight on top of me. I feel you tightening up as I got you on my shoulder. Pressing into my foot and tightening my core. My thighs and quads flex hard as I bend my back slightly and then my leg comes to work giving me the leverage to finish the throw.
23:14 Adam_the_strong_guy: The pressure suddenly shifts. “Damn…!” Before I can brace myself, I feel my entire body being lifted higher onto your shoulder. For a split second, my boots leave the canvas completely. “UUGGHHH!” Your legs drive upward. Your core tightens. I can feel every muscle in your body straining as you force my weight into the air. The crowd explodes. “HOLY SHIT!” “LET’S GO!” My body is thrown over your shoulder. Time seems to slow. Then— BOOM!! My back and shoulders slam hard into the canvas. The entire ring shudders beneath us. “AAAGGHHH!” The impact drives the air from my lungs. I roll onto my side, one arm wrapped around my ribs as I grit my teeth, taking a deep, painful breath.… UUGGGHHH
23:17 Adam_the_strong_guy: 
23:53 Dan_S-J: I feel your weight slipping from my shoulder and then feel the sound of the wood cracking after you hit the canvas. I stand up and turn on my right heel as I then slam my leg into your chest as I sit down on the canvas. Repaying you for not giving me a chance to recover in the beginning of our encounter. Making you taste your own medicine for once.
06:33 Adam_the_strong_guy: I try to roll onto my side and push myself back up— Then your knee crashes hard into my ribs. “UUUGGGHHHH!” A sharp groan escapes my lips as the impact drives me back into the canvas. My body curls instinctively around the pain, one arm wrapping across my side. For a second, all the air is forced from my lungs. I grit my teeth and take a slow, painful breath. “Damn… that one landed…” I glare up at you, refusing to stay down. With another deep breath, I plant my forearm against the mat and begin forcing myself back up, my ribs aching with every movement…. The audience cheers loud at you ….
09:41 Dan_S-J: After my move I hear you grunt and as I roll away and look back at you I see you in pain. Turning the tables slowly but for sure. You plant your arms to the canvas and attempt to get up. I get close to you and grab your hair as I then force your head between my thighs. "Remember this ? Got something special here for you!" I say as I grab your wrists and battle hard to get them behind your back to remove the support and leave your body suspended in air as your legs are on the ground and your head between my thighs.
10:31 Adam_the_strong_guy: I grit my teeth as I’m halfway back to my feet when your hand suddenly buries itself in my hair. Before I can pull away, you force my head between your thighs. Your legs clamp down hard around my neck. “UUGGHH…” I grunt, the pressure crushing in from both sides. Instinctively, my hands grab at your powerful thighs, my fingers digging into the tense muscle. I try to brace myself, but you wrench my arms backward, stretching them high behind my back. My chest tightens painfully as my shoulders are pulled open. “Damn…” I hiss through clenched teeth, my breathing growing heavier. Every muscle in my body fires at once. I widen my stance, flex my core as hard as I can, and drive my legs into the canvas, refusing to let my balance disappear. My arms strain against your grip while my neck and back tense under the pressure.… UUUGGGGHHH….
10:40 Dan_S-J: Got you in a position for a good pedigree but not performing it. Instead of that I force your arms above your back only to add some more pain and damage to your body together with flexing my thighs to crush your head a bit. Felling your body tensing up and then feel the pressure of your shoulders as you press your feet into the canvas. I know that I will not be able to hold all of this. I decide to take the easy way out and fall back to the canvas, sitting down with your head between my thighs. Then releasing the hold and pushing myself away from you to land on my knees.
10:51 Adam_the_strong_guy: 
„F-Fuck… he’s got me trapped…!” “N-No…!” I groan as my shoulders are wrenched back, pain shooting through my arms. My chest burns under the strain while his thighs clamp tighter around my head. “UUUGGGHHH…!” A muffled grunt escapes me as I dig my boots into the canvas, every muscle in my legs and back tensing while I try to push upward against him. “Please… not a Pedigree…” I growl through gritted teeth. “GGRRRR…!” I keep driving with my legs, refusing to give in, even as my shoulders scream and my arms feel like they’re being torn apart. My chest aches with every breath, and all I can think is to survive whatever he’s about to do next. Then, instead of lifting me, I suddenly feel him drop backward. We crash down together, and as the pressure around my head finally releases, I gasp for air and instinctively roll onto my hands and knees, clutching at my aching shoulders and chest while trying to recover.
„F-Fuck… he’s got me trapped…!” “N-No…!” I groan as my shoulders are wrenched back, pain shooting through my arms. My chest burns under the strain while his thighs clamp tighter around my head. “UUUGGGHHH…!” A muffled grunt escapes me as I dig my boots into the canvas, every muscle in my legs and back tensing while I try to push upward against him. “Please… not a Pedigree…” I growl through gritted teeth. “GGRRRR…!” I keep driving with my legs, refusing to give in, even as my shoulders scream and my arms feel like they’re being torn apart. My chest aches with every breath, and all I can think is to survive whatever he’s about to do next. Then, instead of lifting me, I suddenly feel him drop backward. We crash down together, and as the pressure around my head finally releases, I gasp for air and instinctively roll onto my hands and knees, clutching at my aching shoulders and chest while trying to recover.11:02 Adam_the_strong_guy: 
11:10 Dan_S-J: I stand up and look at you. "Was that enough for warming up." I shout your way rolling my shoulders. "Get up!" I continue to shout feeling some more support from the crowd now. I flex my arms and abs. Feeling adrenaline rush through my veins as I am focused to get a win this time. Knowing it will not be easy but eager to go all way for it.
11:14 Dan_S-J: 
11:18 Adam_the_strong_guy: I stay on all fours in the corner, every breath burning through my chest. One hand reaches for the top rope, my fingers wrapping tightly around it as I slowly pull myself upright. My legs tremble for a second, but I force them to hold. Leaning against the ropes, I finally lift my head… and there you are, standing in the middle of the ring, flexing your arms and abs for the roaring crowd. I grit my teeth, wiping the sweat from my face with the back of my hand. “Still showing off, huh?” I mutter with a tired grin. “Enjoy it while you can… because I’m still standing.” I push myself fully upright, rolling my aching shoulders and cracking my neck. “That warm-up? It woke me up. You’re going to have to hit a lot harder if you want to keep me down.” I step away from the corner, keeping my eyes locked on you as I raise my fists. “Come on then, Dan. Let’s see if you’ve really got what it takes this time.”
11:22 Adam_the_strong_guy: 
19:30 Dan_S-J: You drop your banter right in as you get up. Challenging me as you raise your fists and shout at me. I knew I would anger you a bit and see I did. Now just to preserve what I started. I quickly charge from my position and prepare for a superman punch as I raise my right arm up and build a fist as I charge towards you swinging my right arm out aiming for the side of your head.
19:45 Adam_the_strong_guy: I see the fire in your eyes the moment I taunt you. Perfect… that’s exactly what I was hoping for. “Come on, Dan…” I mutter under my breath as you explode forward. I expected a clothesline, but instead your body launches into a Superman Punch. At the last possible instant, I dip my upper body underneath your swinging fist. I feel the rush of air skim over the top of my head as you fly past me. Using your momentum, I pivot sharply on my lead foot and spin around behind you. “Too predictable!” I bark. My boots dig into the canvas as I drive forward, throwing a powerful forearm into the middle of your upper back between your shoulder blades. I put my full weight behind the strike, trying to send you stumbling toward the ropes and, if your balance gives way, spilling over the top rope and out of the ring. The crowd erupts as I immediately follow the attack, ready to capitalize on whatever happens next.
20:23 Dan_S-J: I swing my fist at your head but in that moment you duck down and I miss my target. I am surprised and search for another way but in that time you shift places and send a hard forearm between my shoulder blades making me scream with pain. I am forced into the ropes trying to hold onto them but my momentum drives me over the top rope. I land hard on my back trying to get on my left side to ease the pain grunting out loud. Planting my right arm to the concrete floor as I try to fight through the ache in my upper back.
20:30 Adam_the_strong_guy: The second you tumble over the top rope and crash onto the concrete outside, a grin spreads across my face. “That’s it!” I shout, pounding my fist against my chest as the crowd erupts. I don’t give you a second to recover. I slide under the bottom rope and land on the arena floor, stalking toward you with purpose. Before you can get your bearings, I grab a handful of your hair and yank your head up, forcing you to look at me. “Thought you could get away that easily?” I growl. Still holding your hair with one hand, I seize your right arm with the other and wrench you to your feet. I twist your wrist, pulling you off balance while taking a few quick steps backward. “Let’s see how you like this!” With all my strength, I try to whip you toward the steel barricade
20:38 Adam_the_strong_guy: 
20:41 Dan_S-J: Trying to get back up I suddenly hear the crowd applaud. Then your heavy steps come closer to me. Still in pain that slowly subsides you grab my hair. I hiss out but still not in a state to fight back you yank my right arm and pull me up. Then you twist my arm and whip me into the steel barricade. Unable to stop you I try to steer my right side into the barricade slamming in with full weight. I scream out loud and collapse next to the barricade on my one knee. Breathing in deeply. Still feeling the pain rush through my side.
20:46 Adam_the_strong_guy: The moment you crash shoulder-first into the steel barricade, I can’t help but grin as the crowd erupts around us. “That’s what I wanted!” I roar. I don’t give you a second to recover. I storm after you immediately, my heavy boots pounding across the concrete. Before you can rise from one knee, I bury my hand in your hair and violently yank your head back, forcing you upright despite the pain shooting through your body. “You’re not getting away from me now.” Keeping my grip on your hair for a moment, I step in close behind you and release it only to snake my right arm around your neck. My left hand locks behind your head as I clasp my biceps, cinching in a tight rear naked choke. I plant my feet wide and pull you firmly back against my chest, squeezing with everything I’ve got. “Time for a sleep, Dan…” I growl into your ear. I tighten the choke another notch, my biceps crushing against your neck while I keep my hips low for leverage, determined to choke the fight out of you as the fans pound the barricades and cheer us on.…
20:46 Adam_the_strong_guy: 
21:26 Dan_S-J: I am trying to maintain my composure but fight through pain. You grab my hair and pull me up. My body recovering very slowly. The moment you put on the rear naked choke my mind starts to race for an escape as I feel your arm tightening around my neck. Being pulled to your chest I fire my left elbow into your ribs...once...two times...and then swing my head back.
21:39 Adam_the_strong_guy: I feel your left elbow slam into my ribs. “UUGFF!” My abs instinctively tense and harden like stone as I flex my core, refusing to let the blows break my grip. Another elbow crashes into my side. “UUGFFFF!” I grit my teeth, my arms squeezing even tighter around your neck. “Not… getting… away…” I growl, pouring every ounce of strength into the choke. Then everything changes. Your head suddenly snaps backward. “UUUGGGH!” The back of your skull smashes square into my nose. A sharp burst of pain explodes through my face, forcing my grip to loosen. I stagger backward, immediately clutching my nose with both hands. “Damn it…!” I hiss, my eyes watering from the impact. I take several unsteady steps back, breathing heavily as I check my nose for blood. My expression twists with pain before slowly turning into an angry glare. “Heh… nice one…” I mutter, lowering one hand while keeping the other pressed against my nose. “You’re tougher than I gave you credit for… but this isn’t over, Dan.” I shake my head, trying to clear the ringing in my ears, then raise my fists once more, ready for the next exchange.
21:42 Adam_the_strong_guy: 
21:51 Dan_S-J: My elbows have some impact but my head makes you loose the grip. I see you stagger back a few steps as you check on your nose. I grin and start my attack. Just as you raise your fists I charge at you going for a clothesline. The moment I reach you I lower my arm pressing to my feet and flex my arm and core. I grab your throat and with my momentum I raise you up a tiny bit and planting you back first into the steel post on the outside of the ring.
22:09 Adam_the_strong_guy: I’m still clutching my nose, my vision blurred for a split second as I try to shake off the impact from your headbutt. My breathing is uneven, my focus just a little too slow. Before I can fully recover, you’re already on me. Your hand clamps around my throat. “Ngh…!” My feet leave the ground for an instant as you drive forward with all your momentum. BANG! The steel ring post explodes into my lower back. “UUUGGHHH!!” A violent jolt shoots through my spine, forcing a deep groan from my chest. My whole body arches against the unforgiving steel as the impact echoes around ringside. The fans, only a few feet away behind the barricades, erupt into deafening cheers. “AARGHH…!” I gasp for air, my face twisting in agony as my grip on my aching nose finally slips away. Every muscle in my back tightens from the brutal collision.
22:10 Adam_the_strong_guy: 
22:19 Dan_S-J: Felling the steel post stopping my movement as your back hits the steel hard. The ring shaking and I see you arching your back. I use the position and get behind the steel post. I wrap my left arm around the post and then around your throat sliding my right arm from the other side and connecting both arms. Choking you in a way I only had time to figure out as I slammed you against the post. Flexing both arms at once hoping to get some energy out of you.
22:24 Adam_the_strong_guy: The instant your arm snakes around my throat and uses the steel ring post as leverage, my eyes widen. “UUGGHHH…!” The cold steel digs into my back while your forearm crushes against my neck from the opposite side. Every movement I make only seems to tighten the hold. The crowd explodes just a few feet away, pounding on the barricades as they realize what you’ve done. “NNNOOOO…!” I groan, my voice strained. Instinct takes over. I plant my boots firmly on the concrete and flex my entire body. My chest swells, my shoulders flare wide, and every muscle in my arms, back and core tightens as I try to create enough space to relieve the pressure on my throat. “UUGHH… Come on…!” I grab at your locked hands with both of mine, trying to peel your grip apart. My biceps bulge as I pull with everything I’ve got, veins standing out across my forearms. I drive my legs into the floor, twisting my torso from side to side, desperately searching for an angle to slip my neck free. “You’re… not… choking me out…!” I growl through clenched teeth. Sweat pours down my body as I continue flexing every muscle I have, fighting the crushing pressure with raw strength. My breathing becomes shorter and rougher, but I refuse to stop struggling
22:41 Dan_S-J: I lock in my choke hold. Ideal because you cannot reach back over the post. But still I feel that giant muscle body of yours tensing up and fighting hard to keep you standing. Your hands grab my arms and try to pry me off you. "No. Not this time big boy!" I growl out as your body is tensed up hard. I press my both feet against the post. Now I am using my all weight on the choke. My arms and shoulders tensing up. Still hurting from the impacts I suffered before. My will is driving me to my revenge for my loss. Needing to cut your energy to handle you on my terms.
22:54 Adam_the_strong_guy: Your grip tightens even more as you brace your feet against the steel post. The leverage is unbearable. “UUGHH…!” I pull desperately at your arms, but the ring post traps me in place. I can’t reach behind me, and every second your forearm crushes tighter against my throat. My chest heaves, but hardly any air makes it into my lungs. “Ngh…!” I flex every muscle I have, my biceps, shoulders, chest, abs, and back straining to overpower your hold. Veins bulge across my arms as I fight with everything left in me. But my body is beginning to betray me. My muscles burn. Without enough oxygen, they slowly lose their strength. The powerful flex that had kept me standing starts to fade. “N… no…” I rasp, barely able to force the words out. My grip on your wrists weakens. My legs begin to tremble beneath me, unable to support my weight the way they did only moments ago. “Uugh…” My breathing becomes shallow and desperate, every attempt at inhaling met by the crushing pressure around my neck. My vision starts to blur around the edges as the roar of the crowd becomes distant. I shake my head weakly, still refusing to surrender. “I… won’t… go…” I whisper hoarsely. Even as my body grows heavier and my arms begin to fall away from your grip, I keep fighting on instinct, determined to stay conscious for just one more second.
23:12 Dan_S-J: I see your arms falling off the hold you had on my arms. Then looking at the fans and their reactions, some in shock some cheering. The hold is also taking some energy from me but as I can tell I see you all nearly out. I breathe in deep and plant my feet on the ground and loosen up the choke hold. Slowly unwrapping my arms and then doing a step forward. Standing next to you I grab your right arm ,take a step forward and pay you back for your hard swings as I pull you from the post and swing you into the steel barricade.
23:23 Adam_the_strong_guy: The pressure around my neck has drained almost everything I have left. “Ugh…!” My muscles tremble uncontrollably. The strength that usually powers every movement is fading fast. My arms, once desperately pulling at your grip, slowly slip away, too exhausted to keep fighting. I can feel it… you’re tiring too. Then… suddenly… the pressure disappears. I stumble forward, coughing violently as I drag a deep breath into my burning lungs. “HAAAH…! COUGH… COUGH…!” Fresh air floods back into my chest. My head spins, but the roar of the crowd crashes back into my ears louder than ever. I brace a hand against my thigh, trying to steady myself. “Not… over…” I whisper between heavy breaths. For a split second, it feels like I might recover… But you’re already moving. Before my legs can respond, you grab my right arm. “Ngh…!” My exhausted body offers almost no resistance as you yank me away from the ring post. I realize too late what’s coming. “No—!” You whip me hard toward the steel barricade. CLANG!! “UUUUGGGHHHH!!” My chest and shoulder slam violently into the cold steel. The barricade rattles from the impact, shaking as the fans just inches away erupt into deafening cheers. Some jump back in surprise while others pound the rail, screaming our names. I groan loudly, my body collapsing forward over the barricade. “Aaaah…!” My arms drape limply across the top rail while my head hangs low between my shoulders. Every breath is a struggle, my chest rising and falling rapidly as pain shoots through my shoulder, ribs, and back.
23:40 Adam_the_strong_guy: 
23:44 Dan_S-J: "Are you done!" I scream at you. Standing a few feet away. My shoulders and back all red, purple and shades of black from the impacts I had to deal with from you. My neck burning. Sweat running down my body. This time all is different. You might break my body but not my spirit. And I came for revenge. I get behind you and grab your hair to pull you up. Holding you for a second to make you look around. "Say farewell." I growl out.
00:09 Adam_the_strong_guy: I hang there for a moment, my chest rising and falling as I fight to catch my breath. Every inhale burns through my ribs, but I refuse to let you see me broken. Then I feel your hand bury itself in my hair. “Ngh…!” You yank me upright, forcing me to my feet. My head tilts back as you make me look around at the roaring crowd. “Say farewell.” Your words echo in my ears. A slow grin forms on my face. “Not… today.” I mutter. I try to swing my right elbow aiming at your head hoping to deal some damage as I still try to fight back even when my body is failing me badly.
00:16 Dan_S-J: I hold you by your hair as I feel your body is heavy but still trying to hold on. Out of nowhere an elbow lands hard and hits the side of my face as a gush of blood appears on my lips. My lower lip open as I growl out and my anger gets free roam. I pull your hair back and then drive my left knee deep into your lower back while my other hand pushes your body down.
00:22 Adam_the_strong_guy: Your grip tightens in my hair before your knee crashes deep into my lower back. “UUUGHHH!” Pain shoots through my spine, forcing me forward, but I grit my teeth. “Not… yet!” Ignoring the agony, I summon the last of my strength and try to swing another sharp elbow backward, aiming for your temple one more time, refusing to give in.
07:35 Dan_S-J: The resistance with which you fight back surprises me. After I shoot my knee into your lower back I feel another sharp pain in my face. My vision gets blurry for a second. The sharp pain then goes away. I feel my grip on your hair slipping a little. "Go ...down...fughhh." I pant under my breath as I push my legs into yours.
08:00 Adam_the_strong_guy: My elbow connects cleanly, and I feel your grip finally loosen before your hand slips completely from my hair. I stagger two steps forward, immediately clutching my lower back. “HAAAH… HAAAH…” I suck in deep breaths, desperate for oxygen. The brief moment of freedom lets me recover just enough to stay on my feet—but I know it isn’t bringing my strength back. My entire body feels heavy. My muscles ache, and my vision is beginning to blur around the edges. I blink several times, trying to focus as the roaring crowd echoes through the arena. Slowly, I raise my fists again. I feel your legs at Mine …. But I cant see you vlearly … “I’m… still here…” I mutter between breaths. The fans erupt even louder, chanting and pounding on the barricades as I nod to myself, forcing my tired body to stand tall despite the punishment I’ve taken.
08:14 Dan_S-J: Looking at you standing up. "I need to end this." I say to myself. My system pumping adrenaline into my system. My rage on the rise. I bend my back and take a step standing behind you. Grabbing your left leg with my left arm pulling it back as I then swing my right elbow between your shoulders blades as my body connects and pushes in.
14:27 Adam_the_strong_guy: I force myself to take another deep breath. “Haaah… haaah…” My chest rises and falls as I desperately try to flood my muscles with oxygen. My arms tremble, my legs burn, but I refuse to collapse. I can feel a little strength beginning to return… not much, but enough to keep standing. Too late. I suddenly feel you move behind me. “Ngh…!” Your left arm hooks around my left leg, yanking it off the floor. Instinctively, I grab the steel barricade with both hands to keep from crashing down. I’m left balancing on one leg, my entire body flexing to stay upright. Every muscle from my calves to my shoulders tightens under the strain as the fans, only inches away, roar louder than ever. “UUGGHHH…!” I groan, my back arching as I fight to keep my balance. Before I can pull my leg free… THUD! Your elbow crashes hard between my shoulder blades. “AAARRGGHHH!!” The impact jolts through my spine, driving my chest into the barricade. My grip tightens around the steel rails as every muscle in my body tenses from the pain. “Ngh… damn it…” Still hanging onto the barricade, I grit my teeth
15:21 Dan_S-J: After my move you end up clamping your arms to the barricade. You are left hanging in the air as your body is stretched out. "That fucker just won't quit." I say to myself. Holding your left leg up I don't have another choice. I pull my right knee onto your spine and add my weight to it. My right wrist then swinging down to slam against the back of your neck.
15:52 Adam_the_strong_guy: Your grip on my leg keeps me trapped against the barricade. I pull with everything I’ve got, but I can’t free myself. “UUGGHHH…!” My body is stretched out across the steel rails, every muscle in my back, shoulders and abs standing out under the bright lights. The fans are only inches away, screaming as they watch me struggle. Then your knee drives hard into my spine. “AAARRGGHHH!!” The weight crushes me against the barricade, forcing a deep groan from my chest. “Ngh…!” Before I can catch my breath… THUD! Your forearm smashes into the back of my neck. “UUUGHHH!!” My head jerks forward as my fingers tighten around the steel bars. Every muscle in my body flexes instinctively against the pain
16:05 Dan_S-J: "You damn fucker!" I shout out. Mad at you as you still somehow holding on to those barricades. I let go of your leg and plant my legs to the ground on both sides of your body. Grabbing your hair with my right hand I pull your head up as I wrap my left arm around your throat and tighten it. My right arm then slides behind your neck and both of my arms connect building a kind of triangle narrowing and closing around your throat, choking you in front of the crowd.
16:11 Adam_the_strong_guy: My body is still draped against the steel barricade, sweat pouring from every muscle as I struggle to draw another breath. My chest heaves, but before I can recover… “Ngh…!” Your hand buries itself in my hair, wrenching my head backward. Then your arm slips around my throat. “UUUGGHHH…!” I instantly feel the pressure building as your other arm locks into place, forming a crushing triangle around my neck. My body jerks instinctively as I try to inhale… but almost nothing comes. The crowd explodes just inches from me, pounding on the barricades and screaming at the sight. “NNNGHH…!” My battered body trembles. Every muscle is slick with sweat and twitching from exhaustion. I don’t have much left. With what little strength remains, I bring both hands to your forearms, desperately trying to pry them apart. “F… fuck…!” I gasp. I strain with everything I have, my biceps and shoulders flexing one last time, but your grip refuses to budge. Slowly… my arms begin to weaken. My fingers lose their grip. “Uuugh…” My vision blurs. The roar of the crowd starts to fade into a distant echo. My knees begin to buckle beneath me as the oxygen drains away. “No… not… like…” I whisper hoarsely. My body grows heavier with every passing second. I can feel my strength… and my consciousness… slowly slipping away while the crowd roars louder than ever at the brutal display unfolding right in front of them.
16:13 Adam_the_strong_guy: 
16:19 Dan_S-J: Feeling your body getting heavier in my tight grip. My shoulders are burning as I hold on to your throat. The only part of my body not affected are my legs that keep holding us both up. The fans going wild as they see this scene unfold. The official close to us checking on you. With a loud cry I tighten my arms once more so they sink in deeper . My upper body tensed up.
16:26 Adam_the_strong_guy: Your arms tighten once more, crushing the last of the air from my lungs. “UUUGHHH…” I try to draw another breath… but only a faint gasp escapes my lips. My hands, which had been weakly pulling at your forearms, slowly lose their grip. “N… ngh…” My muscles stop fighting. The tension drains from my shoulders, my chest, my arms… one by one they go slack. The strength I’ve relied on throughout the match is simply… gone. My vision fades to black as the deafening roar of the crowd becomes a distant echo. Without another struggle, my body grows completely limp, hanging motionless in your arms. I no longer react. The Official immediately steps in, moving beside us. He watches closely, checking for any response as my head hangs forward and my arms dangle lifelessly at my sides. “Adam! Adam, can you hear me?” There is no answer. The Official looks me over for another moment before raising his hand toward you, signaling that I am no longer responding. The crowd erupts into a thunderous roar as my unconscious body remains suspended in your hold, the battle finally over.…. ADAM beaten by K.O. The Bell Rings 🔔🔔🔔
16:27 Adam_the_strong_guy: 
16:35 Dan_S-J: The official taps on my shoulder. "Hey Dan let go now!" I comply and let your body slide to the ground. Looking all over the gym in awe as the crowd cheers and shouts. I lean against the apron of the ring, trying to breathe in and out to calm down. The medics rush in and attend to you to get you back on your feet. I raise my arms in a victory pose and point to you as you deserve a lot of respect and cheers too for making this match possible.
16:41 Adam_the_strong_guy: There is no response. My body lies motionless on the concrete beside the barricade, my arms resting where they fell. My chest rises only with slow, unconscious breaths. The roar of the crowd never reaches me. I remain completely unresponsive. The medics quickly kneel beside me, checking my airway and pulse before carefully stabilizing my head and shoulders. One of them calls my name. “Adam… can you hear me?” Nothing. My eyelids remain shut, my muscles completely relaxed after the choke finally put me out. The medics continue their assessment as the Official confirms the finish, while I remain unconscious, unaware of the crowd applauding both the winner…
16:42 Adam_the_strong_guy: 
16:48 Dan_S-J: End
Published: 10 days ago, viewed 99 times.
Magnus Flex
8 days agoLoved all the hot action at ringside. Great battle!! Two thumbs up.
Dan S-J
8 days ago(In reply to this)
Thank you Magnus
Dream Breaker
9 days agoWhen two titans face each other, we all know that the entertainment is guaranteed and this fight between Dan S-J and Adam the strong guy wasn't an exception. Right from the start, it was a fierce back-and-forth battle in which both men demonstrated their skills and strengths, making it nearly impossible to predict the winner. But Dan S-J didn’t lose heart and ultimately took down the other titan. Thank you for sharing your story with us.
Dan S-J
8 days ago(In reply to this)
Thank you very much Alex.
sisuperman
9 days agoGreat win Dan💪🏻
Freaker
9 days agonow that's a rematch! This fight keeps getting bigger as both wrestlers refuse to stay down. Adam's power is impressive, but Dan comes back with great counters, smart strategy and incredible determination. The action moves from the ring to ringside, making every exchange feel fresh and intense. . Thanks for sharing another excellent Fight with THE HIGH TABLE!
Dan S-J
9 days ago(In reply to this)
Thank you Freaker. Always happy to add something nice to the High Table.
Dan Freyr
9 days agoI've just read this amazing story/battle and this is one of the best fight stories I've read in many a moon! It was complete back and forth with both men doin their best and givin their all to try come out on top! Both of ya did an amazin job throughout the match, but...that's not what caught my eye about this. What pulled me in was that BOTH of you fought at the top of yer game knowin that only one of ya could emerge victorious...ya both knew they had to be a man with his arm raised while his opponent lay there on the canvas under him. Ya both showed true passion and respect for one another and understood that only one of ya could come out on top. That to me, at least, shows what winners BOTH of ya are and makes both of ya that much more approachable and open to other guys who may want to test themselves against ya. So, even tho it was Dan that came out on top here, I dont consider that Adam is a loser at all...BOTH of you showed real skill and real talent throughout here...a WIN/WIN story if I ever saw one, guys! Congrats and thanks so much for postin!!
Dan S-J
9 days ago(In reply to this)
Thank you very much for the deep insight into our match. We both gave our best ( and worst). In the end we both had much fun doing this.
Uncle Thomas
9 days agowhat an incredible fight guys, strong beasts in the ring, everything that we love here. Thanks for sharing
Dan S-J
9 days ago(In reply to this)
Thank you for the nice comment Thomas.
Kad Royce
9 days agoI watched two titans compete in a cage too small for them: with a mix of respect, fascination, and that little shiver that runs down their spine when you feel that the authors have understood something fundamental in the dramaturgy of combat.
What you wrote, Adam and Dan, is not just a succession of takes. It is a sincere work: the precision of the descriptions, the way bodies speak, the way pain becomes a shared language.
There is a real science of rhythm in your text. The moments of silence, the breaths, the looks, the poses—all this builds a space where the reader can enter, smell the leather, hear the ring wood crack, perceive the sweat that beads on the shoulders.
Adam is not an invincible wall: he takes it in, he doubts, he surprises himself. Dan is not a naive challenger: he calculates, he improvises, he dares. You have understood that strength is not only in the muscles, but in the way a fighter accepts to put himself in danger, to reveal himself, to confront his own limits.
Nothing is free, nothing is decorative: every movement has an intention, a consequence, a weight.
You wrote a fight that lives, that knocks, that breathes. A fight where one feels fatigue, willpower, fear, and pride. A fight where we understand that victory is not just an outcome, but a way to stand up.
Dan S-J
9 days ago(In reply to this)
Thank you very much Kad. It was a match that took out the best of us. Adam is a beast and he knows it. The struggle to get through to him is what drove me forward. I knew in some parts that I am not gonna get through but there was only one way to find out. It was a good match at all. And I am happy you liked it.
Love Dan