
Originally Posted by
Panzerkampfwagen
It was just me and this other guy left on our respective teams and I thought he was still in front of me but he'd worked his way behind me and the first I knew of this was when paint started hitting the bunker I thought I was behind. Knowing I didn't have time to turn around and shoot I, using just my right hand, turned the marker so it was under my left armpit (so it was facing backwards) and fired, hitting him in the middle of the chest for the (*)(*)(*)(*)ing win.
Booya, I am a paintball god!

Good for you! We were laughing yesterday at one of the local up here who has a vendetta on in relation to the bats that are roosting in the local cemetery (they are desecrating graves) so apparently among the things he has tried is paintball guns!! Now we have coloured bats!!
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