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right next to me
Ok, so I'm behind a small bunker made of logs, and a kid comes up from the other team and kneels down practically right beside me, looking the other direction. He must not have seen me out of his goggles, anyway, i turn and shoot him once in the stomach. He started swearing and swinging his fists, it was funny. Then a couple of games later I'm getting paint checked, and he runs by and shoots me at least five times. What a loser. He claims he didnt know i was getting checked. Thats funny, there were two refs standing next to me. I also took out a guy with a bunch of expensive gear and a really nice gun, at least for where i play. I was behind a tree, as still as possible and just popped out, shot once, and got back behind cover. He was mad too, wouldnt talk to me the rest of the day. He came with a friend with all the same stuff. I had a spyder rodeo, and felt great about that. Needless to say, I had a great time that day. Just goes to show that you dont need a $1000 gun to run with the rest of the guys.
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