From the age of 8, CS, at that time, liked a bunch of good friends to join us at CS
I used to like wavelets, savage, and old dudes.
Watch the live broadcast of the old handsome boy.
Once there was 3D vertigo, in order to practice nuke, jump up the hill (tubing), hold the garbage bucket and spit it while playing for a day.
Of course, how miraculous from vertigo and motion sickness then recovered.
Unfortunately, 16 years old or not, for many reasons.
Freshman。 20, I saw go, as if the fire in my heart was burning again.
There are a lot of scenery along the way, COD, love blessing, and so on, but I have never been, Never, see only see the game icon, can be a warm feeling.
Shame on you.
When I saw the flag again in the old guy back to CS, see savage in Betta live, I really inexplicable crying. Not crying, just plain wetting.
May is now grown up, but in fact do not want to grow up, probably because of his childhood friends and CS influenced me too much, kind and happy with today's light of heart from care difficult, startling step by step. Formed too big contrast.
Now, I'm back, AK's slag. But I'm not afraid of my food, I'm not afraid of being sprayed, I just want to, passion is not diminished. I just want to do a gaming dream, but may, perhaps, it will always be a dream.
I think I'm ambivalent. Maybe in the CS world. My impression is that... Internet cafes full of all the spirit of CS1.6, prompted me: CS, everyone's dream is not a dream.