i remember a guy. i did a lasertag lockin as a date with the girl i was with when i was 17. probably 10 or so kids there around my age, and one half bald middle aged sweaty beer belly goof ball rocking dirty sneakers with blue jean overalls and a washed out grey winnie the pooh t shirt. he was apparently a regular according to the people i talked to. i'll never forget him. absolutely colossal lasertag warlord gigachad. this guy completely dominated the competition. top of the scoreboard every game. you could hear him coming too but there was no stopping him. he knew every angle. the quickest route between the most optimal positions. trigger finger like a seasoned soldier. he ran that arena like a machine and we were all just there for him to rip apart. no one could come close. all you could do was hold your breath, wait for him to light you up and then push forward in his wake. no mercy. we played for 6 painful and demotivating hours with this guy, and that was the last time i ever played lasertag.