"Gandalf Goon God : Owen stop 1 tapping me ♥♥♥♥"

It all started when my good friend Burt Weinub introduced me to a video game which had the title of 'Counter Strike : Global Offensive". Whilst I was a noob for a long time I knew that if I kept practising, my aim would be superior, and they would talk about Juanjo, the one tap god. People would dream about me, they would envision my one taps, they knew that every head that peaked a corner, was not safe. People feared me. People believed that I was the next heir to the pro scene, everyone in the gaming industry knew MY name. but then it happened... Throughout all my years of CSGO I had never seen this before. He stood in front of me. He went through connector, into our spawn and one tapped me, like a speed demon, and there lied what looked like a Desert Eagle with a skin I had never seen before. A face had been embedded on the weapon such as a master crafter had done it from years before. There it lay, with text reading "Juan Diego Montoya". I knew of this man, but only as a myth. Could it be true? I went to type in all chat but it was too late, he had disconnected, letting me know who the true one tap god was. I wasted away as a nobody, lying there in shock as my aim got worse, I tried changing crosshairs and video settings, but not even that could save me. I realised that I had been cursed by the legend himself, to forever get worse at Counter Strike : Global Offensive. And here I sit, at Master Guardian 2, showing glimpses of what I used to be, and getting pathetically sprayed down by some nobody who spams a ♥♥♥♥ talking keybind after every kill.