STIRRUP, my old nemesis, we meet again…

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I've been holding off on this one quest, I know I will have a bad time. Skier level therefore suffers in comparison with the others, as this is one of his early quests. So I've been trundling along, doing the regular Tarkov stuff – You know; dying and losing gear & making sure others die and lose gear.

I have been collecting pistols though, I have… HAD a rather impressive collection. Five-sevens, Glocks, tricked out P226's, Stechkins.. You name it, I had it. 6 pistol cases full, and an iCase half full of magazines. I had all that when I went for it. Got all cocky when I killed my first PMC on the very first Factory round. Cocky in Tarkov isn't good, never good. I lost round after round with no kills, guns lost galore. Case after case empty, and no kills to show for it, was sorta' losing heart, when my last gun was lost in the bowels of the factory meat grinder.

Then after that particularly stupid loss (yeah I fucked up big time because I'm stupid as stupid can be) I got pissed and said to myself; Fuck it! Silenced PB with 84 round mag full of SP7's, fuck style to hell, lets just fill those lanes with lead. No armor, no helmet, no backup at all, just me and my shitty PB, and no more fucking Mr nice guy, just straight out run at 'em while shooting like a meth head!

Three rounds, six kills. Aggression with poor equipment works. STIRRUP, you are my bitch now.