My Kenpo teacher always said it was unnerving to look down the barrel at Joe Lewis.
It was sometimes, yes. But he was actually much nicer than the bad boy persona most made him out to be. He was very careful teaching classes, seminars, sparring or just messing around. But one time....
He's down my gym, don't remember if it was a seminar or a drop in, but we're on a break standing outside my office. We were facing each other, talking. I asked him about pain compliance techniques. He told me the problem with them is they don't usually work in the heat of battle, and you can't get them on in the heat of battle in the first place. He then said, "most of them."
Yeah, like I'm going to let that statement just hang there.
So I said something...
Joe was incredibly fast twitch. It was always like a light switch, zero to whatever in a click. Just like this time.
I never saw him move, he just grabbed both sides of my head with his hands, yanked me and grabbed me by the jaw....with his teeth. Yup, a bite. That he HELD.
About an inch from the tip of my chin, on the right. He called it a mandible lock or something like that. Said there's a nerve there that fingers are too thick to get to. Your front teeth, however, are a different story.
The only way I can describe what it feels like, is electrical. Honest to God it feels like an electric shock. Makes you stand up on your toes, too. Your body just goes that way, trying to ease it, I guess.
Then, through gritted teeth he said, "it keeps your hands free." Then we walked me out the door, easily opening it and just walking me, on my tip toes, outside. Freakiest feeling I ever had at the time. Didn't break the skin, didn't have to.
And, yes, I know all about "I ain't putting anybody's skin in my mouth". Can't say I blame anybody for that thought.
But this was a long time ago. We worked it a lot. Throw on the bite and grab their hands or arms, throw on the bite and grab their belt with one hand, their ear with the other, or their crotch and throat, or both ears, we worked it every which way. And just like everything else, some liked it one way and some liked it another.
But, man, that first time, yeah, buddy, it was looking down the barrel alright.....and then hearing CLICK.
EDIT. We did it a zillion times, and nobody in the dojo ever broke the skin, not once. Didn't have to.