it was a day very fine where my tank gave a great shine ,
i was playing from argentine in my hand was a glass of wine,
then the roar of smoking engines and the great rattle of kungur's track,
my tiger moved foward blowing dust from his back
my weapon recoils and discharge his ricohet's load,
in the distance my tanks target are seen to explode
ricohet is now to prey the only tank we fear,
hunting thunder pumping canon from my tanks brutal flair,
suddenly he came seeking our flag to his town,
trying to cap our flag all the way down;
but vengeance is swift the thunder swirl away,
few tanks crawl back dripping blood all the way
but today it is over without no fortunate name
,but tommorow more players will play the same deadly addicting game :tank:
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