It was a beautiful day in old Russia and I was taking a stroll on my sparrow when suddenly a public event appeared. I didn't want to hit the lunchtime traffic so I proceeded on. I saw the war satellite in the sky and I hit a rock which made me fly right into the path of the satellite and the blast didn't kill me but the impact made me fly across the map into the ocean and u drowned to my death as my fellow guardians tea bagged me.