The Complete Keys to Progress by John McCallum

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The tavern was full of thirsty customers, but there was no doubt who was Batchelor. He weighed about 330 and most of it was muscle. I climbed up on a bar stool and introduced myself.
“Tell me Mac, “I said, “You still the world’s best arm wrestler?”
He laughed. “I think so.” He propped an arm like an elephant’s leg up on the bar.
“Wanta try?”
I looked at the arm. “No Thanks.”
He looked surprised. “No? How come?”
Mac, I’ll tell ya, I said. “You might break my arm and I don’t think my insurance would cover it.”
He smiled broadly. “You know,” he said, “you’re one of the very few people who ever walked in here and didn’t think they could beat me.
“Good grief,” I said,” I ain’t too bright, but I’m not crazy. I tell you what I would like, though. I’d like to see some of those strength feats of yours I’ve heard about.”
“Sure,” he said. “Here.” He reached under the bar and brought out four bottle caps. He jammed one between each finger on his right hand and held his hand out. “Watch.” He squeezed lightly and the four caps crumpled like Kleenex…”
– from “Grip and Forearm Development” in The Complete Keys to Progress by John McCallum
Maury, as he’s called, is a truly modest man. Getting his shirt off is like pulling teeth. Getting him in front of a camera is tougher than getting your old lady in front of a firing squad.
Maury is the finished product of sensible weight training. He’s a trained athlete in every sense of the term. His muscles are enormous, yet he carries himself with the grace and agility of a cat. He’s an all-around strongman, not a one lift specialist. He performs as well on a reverse curl as he does on a squat or a deadlift. He has superb health and unbelievable endurance. Someone once said that Maury can lift anything not nailed down. They should have added that he can also run up the side of a mountain with it…”
– from “Running” in The Keys to Progress by John McCallum