I was only rank nine

I loved SRAW so much, I owned all the camo and attachments

I pray to SRAW every night, thanking him for the kills I have been given

"SRAW is love", I say, "SRAW is life"

My dad hears me and calls me a casual

He is obviously jealous of my devotion to SRAW

I called him a noob

He slaps me and sends me to my room

I am crying now, because my face hurts

I go into my bed and it is very cold

I feel a warmth moving towards me

I feel something touch me

It's a SRAW

I am so happy

he whispers into my ear, "ENEMY TANK SPOTTED!"

He surprises me with his powerful missile payload and puts me on my hands and knees

I'm ready

I spread my field of view for SRAW

He penetrates behind cover

It hurts them so much, but I do it for SRAW

I can feel my skill level rising as my eyes start to water

I push against his recoil

I want to please SRAW

He roars a mighty roar as he fills my score with his love

My dad walks in

SRAW looks him deep in the eyes and says, "It's all clear now"

SRAW leaves through my window

SRAW is love, SRAW is life.