In the realm of Counter-Strike, where warriors clash,
There's a player named zAqard, who's truly a flash.
With skillful precision, he enters the fray,
A legend in action, no words can convey.

In virtual battle, he wields a keen eye,
His AWP shots soaring, reaching the sky.
Through smokescreens and firefights, he'll always prevail,
With zAqard on your team, you're destined to sail.

He's mastered each map, every chokepoint and nook,
His strategy's flawless, his teammates he took.
A leader by nature, a captain of might,
zAqard's presence alone ignites the fight.

But it's not just his gameplay that sets him apart,
It's the heart of a champion that beats in his heart.
He encourages others, uplifts the whole crew,
In the world of CS, he's one of the few.

I've seen zAqard- play, he doesn't even use a monitor. He visualizes the map in a detailed rendering, completely in his mind. He has a biological wallhack; his godlike perception highlights all enemies within light-years. His eyes are closed as his mouse gracefully swerves across the table, making immaculate twitches as he flicks from head to head. The bullets that escape his gun barrel are surgical; each making a deadly strike in between his opponent's eyes.

Machkai, nashiq

How much skill do you have?

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1v1 me ♥♥♥♥♥

sedni i na liceto i mi kaji che si gord

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