Paintballing painted my life

The wintry shivers went down my spine as my plimsolls covered feet trudged excitedly in the mud.
All excitement wore off when deep in the mud, I plunged, struggled to stand, slipped and finally fell.
However the excitement steamed up like water at it’s boiling point. Blood pumped through my veins to my head and my hands on fire to shoot. Just when I thought I had a good aim, I was knocked down by a fellow team mate.

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