all around the world today, the kilo is the measure...

the blessed day came so fast, i hardly had time to exhale. it might have came over the wee hours of Sunday morning, i'm not quite sure. all i have is a murky recollection of my screen flashing "Ghillies in the Mist" after drilling macpito in the face. so after a full week with the EBR and 364 confirmed Kills i now walk around proudly in my Chewbacca suit. damn it feels good to be a gangster.

by all accounts i think i "turned the corner" as vertigoanton would say around the end of the week sometime when i tallied 26 kills in one match. while breaking the double digit kill mean is good, but not great; breaking through the arduous 20 kill mean is simply heroic. dropping 20 on the enemy means you did work son. another signal i've become very comfortable with the EBR is the 3 Pave Lows i was able to call in this weekend which i haven't regularly seen in my airspace during matches since my ACR Knife Monkey days. as a cherry on top moment over the weekend, i was awarded a killer Kill Cam of me on Quarry camping on top of the tallest red building picking off an enemy running east west. BAM! Sexy Camper has ARRIVED!