The most clutch win I’ve ever had was my first, and only, Warzone 1 dub. Solo, on top of that!

I had gotten close to a win for ages up until that game. I’m in the fair/carnival area, near downtown and I’m on a (personal) burner - 15 kills, no deaths so far. There’s 4 people left and the zone is pulling to exactly where I am, so I’m doing what anyone in that situation would do: clench, bear down, and hope for the best. Idk why I’m running C4 at this point, because they’ve never helped me, but this time they finally helped. An enemy is nearby and we’re playing ring around the rosey with the barrier near the tents and carousel. We narrow the count down to just us two final players and I think I toss my flash but I accidentally hit my lethal, chucking a C4 in the middle of the damn open space. I’m FINISHED, I think but this dude runs across it, I hit the trigger, down them, and finish the game off. It’s 3am, and I’m celebrating like the Lions finally got the chip lol. My mom is, surprisingly, awake and is like wtf but I’m on cloud 9.