Tuscaloosa, AL - Sunday 11:22 pm - Deep in the underbelly of the Goertz compound I found myself in a tough spot. After losing the first round of darts against Cadet Funk I needed a big shot to win the best out of three rounds. So far most of my shots had extended outside the point zones on the unusually small scoring board. I took aim and said a short prayer hoping my dart would find its home. Success at last! My first shot of the round landed right outside the center giving me enough to almost win the entire match. Cadet Funk reaction "I'm standing in cat piss."
Burleson, TX - Monday 9:41 pm - We encountered resistance outside Fort Worth, "Ta-has." Kyndel's brother Latham introduced us to the world of AirSoft street wars. Cadet Funk and I were thrown into the mix with limited knowledge and little hope for winning against seasoned warriors ranging in age from 9 - 13 years old. "Don't make easy targets" was an early jeer we received from the furious spartan warriors.
My single shot pistol was considered one of the better weapons to have, but I managed to consistently jam it in tight spots. Thankfully, the young warriors feared my gun so my air blasts made them run. Cadet Funk and I held our ground and scored several strikes against the barbarians throughout the battle. I took one shot to the hand as I peeked around a corner and a later shot to the chest after tripping on a water hose on my way to a tree for cover. The sniper shot to the chest hurt the most. However my extensive physical training has allowed me to quickly recover and prepare for the upcoming battle today.
3 comments:
Keep it up guys. Memories last a long time.
I wish I could go on an adventure. Sounds bad to the bone.
wicked awesum man!
diggin the airsoft stuff, those are some intense battles.
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