#1 Playing in my first TGIF during the SB1 days.
I was taken under the wing of an old SB vet named Lonestar. He had drawn up a plan in which our forces would take up 2 positions on hills separated by about 2 kilometers. I was part of the southern group. I pulled my tank up to a battle position and started scanning left and right. Almost immediately I spotted a platoon of tanks to the north about 2100 meters out and let loose a snap shot. I ended up hitting the tank and observed what would be a common sight for several years after, which is the satisfying drop of a barrel and a burst of flames. I was filled with a rush of adrenaline. I remember the sounds of the radio reporting that our units were taking fire, so I radioed out that I had engaged the enemy and had popped two more tanks. Lonestar gave words of encouragement, telling me that I was doing a good job....but soon after he was cursing that he had lost his whole platoon.
It turns out that my crack shooting was friendly fire and I had wiped out out my CO's units...lol.
Sorry LS...and tell Battledog hi for me.
#2 All the friends and acquaintances made. Lonestar, Bluewings, Elf, Shermans War, Tankhunter, Delta/Assassin, Vaquero, Wahrborg, Sean, Greevil...and numerous others.