Peter was obsessed with the idea of fa jing.
He was utterly stiff and unaware of it and so desperate to “fa jing” somebody.
He’d pick a move at random and ask me to fa jing it for him so that he could see how the body mechanics worked.
Every lesson involved a battle to master fa jing. I never figured out why…
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