so mad i died that second game

i was running back to the base to chill too, cause there were like only a couple kills left. i go downstairs and this guy is just crouched there. i had my shotgun out too, i fire.. miss.. he hits me, i lose him, next thing you know, i'm spinning around looking for him and he kills me. that happens too much with me.

how about that guy from the other team who just hopped in the warthog with us? drew was driving, i was on back, he rode around for a good minute or two, drew finally got out and killed him, then got back in. i was dying :rofl: