Granted, but when you try to play the piano at the most important time of your life, it breaks and your arms break under the rubble.
I wish I was superhuman.
My upgraded life-saving mechanism once again saves me from death.
I strike a deal with the Borg, which send forces to imprison you in the cold depths of the corner of the universe.
MY HILL!
I pour gasoline on the floor while you sleep. I light the candle. Then I step a safe distance away, then throw the lit candle at the gasoline, causing it to set on fire. You die.
GameBoy Advance (ah...the good old days...)