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I was riding a horse as per our school routine, I wasn't experiences at riding horses. The horse went out of control, got on his back feet, his neck hitting my forehead knocking me down, then jerking me off and I flew off and my arm hit a wall nearby, and I fell down. ******ed people got me back on a horse for riding while I was yelping in pain, bad day back then, had a fractured arm and my leg wasn't functioning properly for a few weeks. Other than that I have had many gashes caused by falling on roads, or having broken glass into my skin. Once I accidentally dropped a glass jar, and it smashed into pieces. I tried to walk out of the room but by then there were too many pieces of glass in my feet, deep gashes and I had to keep my foot wrapped in bandages for long since I was too afraid to get stitched. My mother tells me about how close I have been to death when I was just a few months old, at the hands of my sister! Who almost killed me many times just trying to get something or so, e.g she almost rolled me down stairs :S

I hope you're being sarcastic.. .-.

Thank you! good experiment, hope this works out, good luck players!

Ah, I expect some good designs. http://en.tankiforum.com/index.php?showtopic=230448 you should take part here, it's certainly worth the shot if you're good.

Either dom will win.... or mantas will, 'I am wanted' is making some decently good ones too, good luck!

praise mighty xenophobia for making this topic!

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Bumpity.. bump :333 Other than the bump, we are actually bringing this back :)

If I am eating a pie, and the car outside is moving at 169 km/h, how many oranges will fill the sun if Tom has 7 kids, one of them being named John?

Different types of music have different effects on my gameplay, rap usually effects my gameplay negatively, dubstep is pretty good for gaming though.

Cologne, since there are multiple areas to hide with the flag, and many places for entry of attack by both teams. Edinburgh is usually a one-sided battle depending on who takes control of the upper passage quickly.

Isida does really look very good, but railgun doesn't look as good as it used to look... I don't like the new railgun effect.

Stahp arguing Post whichever picture you want if it doesn't break the rules and if you don't like another person posting pictures dont look at them why argue? why show arrogance? why fight?

Much useful such thanks so wow

Welcome to Tanki Online Forum! The perfect place to sell your old and used stuff.

An important mark in German history, thanks for sharing it with us.

Comodo Dragon is a chrome based browser, it works well for flash-based games and all, gives good FPS, much better than Google Chrome in this comparison Hhhh, jealousy

Overpriced. You could get something better in like 800 Euros

Happiness is what drives me to spam all of my skype contact list in capital letters explaining why I'm happy

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Chapter 4: A traitor; or not? I was blinded by bewilderment. I was not sure what was happening... and if I try to recall, there were so many thoughts on my mind that it was nearly impossible to pay attention to anything that was actually happening. I remained motionless, making no attempt to grab the gist of the moment. The staccato of bullets which was clearly audible a few moments ago, had gone. To me, there was a silence, a silence that went both ways, I was unable to utter any sound, nor was I able to hear anything otherwise. My emotions, now reigning over me completely filled me with disbelief of my companions betrayal. I stood motionless, loosening my grip over my rifle, and eventually dropped it. I looked around myself, two Germans fidgeting around with a computer-like device. Leaving beside my vast knowledge over military equipment, I was unable to recognise the device at first sight. Perhaps it was the complex thoughts that reigned my consciousness, that I was unable to give any firm thought towards any particular subject. 'Cuff him', Boris ordered. Without any hesitance, a soldier complied. I offered my hands freely to him, as I had no hope of exodus. All I saw was Boris's cold eyes - a look I had never before seen of, at least not on him. All my previous thoughts and condolences with him were lost, I now had just one though about him: Traitor. I remained in a corner of the room, tied to a chair for about half an hour during which I regained my senses. The sound of bullets had quietened down - it looked like both sides had taken rest from battle. 'Time to go' Boris ordered. Though hesitantly, I complied; there wasn't really a choice. As I regained my footing, I felt a small twitch in my arm, Boris was trying to shove something down my sleeve. We maintained no eye contact, and moved on towards the German camp. We were escorted by a few other German soldiers. I looked around myself, the German camp was in no good shape, blood and bodies could be seen as far as sight served. There was just one thing I was wondering, what was Boris up to?