So, yesterday was pretty badass. The day started off kind of suckish; the weather was bad, and there were two guys in particular who weren’t calling hits, at all. They were wearing ushankas and doing really shitty Russian accents. I myself had several run-ins with them, including the very first game of the day, which one of them proceded to tell me I didn’t hit him after a three-second burst from 30 feet. Yeah.
Bitching about petty stuff aside, the weather cleared up around noon, and it got really sunny and nice, and the tide totally changed. We had lost each of the three games before that point, but we came back strong and won everything else for the rest of the day, after that. Played some semi-auto games, which are fun for me, because everyone looses their minds when restricted to semi. Yesterday was the kind of day that makes me wish I had a go-pro. I even had guys on the opposing team complementing me after some of the games!
Also, my friend and I both won a 12 pack of thunder-b shells! Not the core, or anything, but I may have to pick the core up and try them out. (Or, y’know, just sell them).
All in all, I wish all games days could be like that.