I am a perfectionist.

This is a 230-calorie snack you know. See? I've worked hard.

Others tried to tell me not to fight like that, but it wasn't until Danny Smith came along that I stopped.

I didn't think it was that bad. I could still see. I wasn't retreating. I would have stepped it up immensely if I thought they wanted to stop the fight. I was the one putting the pressure on him. When they stopped it, I thought they were just breaking it up.

I was winning the fight with one eye. If I was him and I would've seen me, I would've gone for broke. But he didn't because he felt the wrath of what I carry in my right and left hands. A very few minor adjustments and I will knock him out this time. He knows I was winning. The world knows I was winning. I was winning with one eye.

I was wondering why they stopped the fight. I was the one pushing the action, backing him into the ropes. I definitely want a rematch. Let's see what he says.