There's no enemy I've made that, with enough time to prepare, I haven't been able to vanquish. That's not to say that I think of myself as some sort of unstoppable force, but rather, I concentrate on picking battles I know I can win.
I've battled against things bigger, faster, stronger and smarter than I and still I walked away from each one. Crawled in one case and sometimes a little more worse for the wear than others, point is that I've survived.
Yet, there's you. A foe that I tangled with for as long as I can remember, that I can't ever outrun as long as I live. An enemy I'll never be able to escape from. Worse still, when you beat me, it's always handedly. Though, perhaps I should expect it, you do know all my flaws after all.
There's nothing I can tell you that you don't already know, I should just like to remind you that I'll never yield to you. That you can smack me down a thousand times and I will rise to face you again after each time. I might be afraid of you ... what you're capable of, but I'm no coward. If this ends with you choking the life out of me, know that I'll be looking looking you in the eyes while you do it.
I remain, your dedicated rival, now and always.
Justin DuMorne.