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Of all my friends, I am the best, I'm not boasting, I'm leading to a point, A deathmatch between me and a guy called matt, a friend of a friend of mine, had been shedueled for a barbecue, in which we would link up 2 xboxes via system link, for a one on one on Hang 'Em High. As most good stories go, it was at a tense moment, 24-24. Next kill wins. After being shot in the back by my slow firing opponent (his main hand gun weakness) I had lost 2 bars, but was still in the blue, so fearing for my life, I ran, retrieved the insvisibility and the rocket launcher. He had just started going up the walkway at the far side of the arena, and I was coming towards him past the elevated red flag base, as I leaped from my perch, I heard faintly from the other room, if I can just get into the corner here, I'll see him coming. With that I fired the rocket, and ended the game with an almighty cheer, supported by my faihful supporters. It was beautiful, I was triumphant, and declared the best at Halo, in our little group anyway.
[Edited on 8/1/2004 8:36:37 AM]