Yesterday morning I found myself with a little time before heading to work, and wanting that time put to good use I readied myself for a game of SWAT on Reach.
The game itself turned out terrible, but a member on the opposing team I was randomly matched with caught my eye – one “Louis Wu.”
Yes, it turned out to be that Louis Wu – I know because I emailed the man and he graciously confirmed it.
I’m now going to reproduce the email I sent to him so you can get an idea of what was going through my head at the time of the match – enjoy!
Louis,
This morning I was fortunate enough to be shot in the face by your DMR in a friendly game of SWAT on Reach.
While these words will hopefully bring a smile to your face, I hope to widen that smile by giving you a little bit of the inner dialogue going on in my brain as that match began:
SWAT. This should be awesome.
Here we go.
Louis Wu? The Louis Wu?
No way. It’s probably not him.
What if it’s him? Does he know who I am?
That’s ridiculous. I’ve had two posts on the front page, how would he remember me? And even if he did, he’s not actually looking at me.
You never know; the man has special powers.
It could be him – let me just wa- – – BAM!
(audible) First Strike!
I was Louis Wu’s first strike. That’s pretty awesome.
Actually it’s sad that I’m excited about that.
So the moral of the tale is this – good things happen when you play Halo. You never know who’s going to shoot you in the face from one game to the next đŸ™‚
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