"Remember in WF... like 2.fuck... 0, or.... fuck... I can't even remember.... that's fucked up.
2.something. Maybe it was 3.0... yeah, 3.0 sounds right...
Right before they did the ammo limits, when fuckasses (ie. THAT WAS ME ! HAHAHAHAH fucking like 15 yrs old spamming mael from the balcony as he tries to figure out teh grapple acrossed mid, or he's gunning and i'm pounding his fukstik with homers from the ele entrance on 2fort, then RJ and grapple pasthim har har har har) would stand on the balcony, just inside, on 2fort7, and just fucking SHIT out those god damned homers? BLIMK BLIMK BLIMK...
I think they made more than one course correction back in those days too...
Worthless shit like cluster rockets and cluster grenades... shrap bug was unknown... no class had armor hahaha.
Those was the days..."
