iwamaki

When myself and my fellow students were taking ukemi for Saito-sensei in Iwama there was no thought of cooperation. There was only one place we were going to go, and that is exactly where he decided to put us.
Any attempt to resist was like getting run over by an express train. Saito-sensei was REALLY strong, and the ten years I spent with him in Iwama were the best of my life.