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His aim? Non-existent. Like he’s playing with a microwave instead of a mouse.
Ek weet nie of hy flashbangs of vuvuzelas gooi nie, maar hy blind net sy eie span.
Every round he pulls out that AWP like it's Excalibur—only to miss a guy standing still.
Dis soos hy dink hy’s ‘n pro, maar hy’s net 'n spectator with free cam.
Bro plays like he's lagging in real life.
Ek sweer, die man aim soos hy ‘n epileptiese slang is met ‘n laser pointer.
Hy’s nie net useless nie—hy’s actively making the enemy team better.
Dis soos 4v6 elke round, en hy’s the secret sixth man for the enemy.
Sy reaction time? Measured in presidential terms.
He throws flashes like he’s doing charity—everyone gets one, even the enemy.
Plant? Diffuse? Hy dink dis Pokémon en hy moet net rond hardloop en niks doen nie.
If I had a dollar for every kill he missed, I’d buy Valve and ban him personally.
Hy’s nie ‘n ♥♥♥ nie, dis ‘n curse op die team.
Even the chickens in Inferno have more map awareness.