on the couch next to Adam, handing him a controller. "I’m gonna whip your ass, pansy." Adam said, kicking me playfully. He got competitive at everything, sports, video games, even school activities. If he didn’t win, he was jaded and wouldn’t play again. The game started and we picked our cars and track. The race started. I came in first, him trailing by 2 milli-seconds. "Damnit!" He screamed, and threw down his controller. "Awww, wittle Adam got his wittle ass whooped." I