Some man On vertigo was ruining me, we were down 6-2 and so I asked him how he knew to prefire me on some really fuc king dodgy flank push I had. He Ferrari prefired my head off on b stairs from white box. So naturally he gave me sht and called me bad. So I started being like overly toxic. Like so so toxic. And we went in at the half 9-6 up. And I was like caps lock spamming HAHA Everytime I killed this guy. Anywho karma began to bite back and we were soon down 15-12. And they begin to just fuc king rip into me. As they would. I'm left in a 3 v 1, T side with Bomb Dropped in mid. I pick up 2 frags and plant. I deal 62 damage to the last guy but he killed me from the CT peak onto B site. To gloat about the win he starts doing bunnyhops around the edge of the site. BUT HE FALLS OFF. I still think we've lost but the team has hope. We somehow grab the next 2 rounds completely by luck. The final round I ACE WITH THE GALIL AND TAUNT THEM SO BAD OH NY GOD