As you know, my family heads a school of tankery.

So naturally we had tanks.

It was the best playground for us as children.

Both Miho and I loved tanks...

...and every day until the sun went down...

...we would ride them without getting bored at all.

Still, that's the story before going through the "Nishizumi Style".

When going to the upper grades of elementary school...

...our tankery training began in earnest.

The Nishizumi Style mantra of victory is supreme is however a little difficult for children to put into practice.

Of course a portion of me had a strong yearning for my Mother...

...but we were in an iron cage of no "playing" allowed...

..and gradually Miho's smiling face faded away.