A year or two after I started karate, Tyson got to start. I was probably about 7 or 8, and he was probably about 5 or 6. He was convinced that he was better than me, and was itching to prove it. I really wasn't interested in fighting him, but his requests to fight and constant boasting finally got to me, and I agreed to fight him. We faced off in fighting stance and both threw a front kick at the same time. Our legs became tangled, mine slid under his, and (entirely by accident) I snapped him sharply in the crotch.