Gutterballs
Rochester, New York, United States
 
 
Feeding since season 1:steamthumbsdown:
Atualmente offline
Capturas de ecrã em destaque
Counter-Strike 2
2
Atividade recente
80 hrs em registo
jogado pela última vez a 31 de ago.
Proezas   0 de 63
6.853 hrs em registo
jogado pela última vez a 29 de ago.
799 hrs em registo
jogado pela última vez a 29 de ago.
100 XP
Proezas   68 de 88
NP 20 out. 2023 às 19:53 
My W has built in thornmail

"Player has been muted for the rest of the game"
MagzClassical 3 set. 2023 às 21:39 
-rep took the dog out
⛧Prolly_Drunk(Trading) 3 jun. 2023 às 19:12 
dookie at cs and griefs
bwagz03 28 mai. 2023 às 18:40 
I've seen CaseOpening.com play, he doesn't even use a monitor. He visualizes the map in a detailed rendering, completely in his mind. He has a biological wallhack; his godlike perception highlights all enemies within light-years. His eyes are closed as his mouse gracefully swerves across the table, making immaculate twitches as he flicks from head to head. The bullets that escape his gun barrel are surgical; each making a deadly strike in between his opponent's eyes.
Gutterballs 1 abr. 2023 às 16:58 
Total unboxed cases 468

Item distribution and odds calculation
Rarity name | Yours | Official
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Blue | 376/468 (~ 80.34 %) | 79.92%
Purple | 77/468 (~ 16.45 %) | 15.98%
Pink | 12/468 (~ 2.56 %) | 3.2%
Red | 3/468 (~ 0.64 %) | 0.64%
Yellow | 0/468 (~ 0.0 %) | 0.26%
NP 21 mar. 2023 às 21:33 
I wake up at 5 in the morning like usual. Brush my teeth, shower, breakfast. I say goodbye to my family, I will be gone for an hour while I do laps around the block. It is a cold, eerie morning with a shroud of fog encrypting the surroundings. I begin jogging away from the door, As I make my way around the first corner of the block I hear an arachnid like scuttling behind me. I jerk my head to see what in the devil is behind me. I see a blur of orange and black, I feel a forceful thump on my head and promptly black out. With confused sense I still make out my situation. I am strapped to a chair in what seems to be a vine like mass SATA cables. What in the hell? there is not light in the room but a flickering lightbulb hanging overhead. I hear a familiar screeching voice from across the room. “Today we will be liquid cooling AND overclocking a Human Being! That’s right lady’s and gentleman, a live human being! But first a word from our sponsor, Glasswire!”