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Element (now "907") Paintball, Anchorage, Alaska. Midnight Sun Tournament Series 1, June 2005





Caleb shows 'em how it's done with a really cool marker.


Why is the guy in the back running away?


"I swear this is how I saw 'em doing it down in San Diego!"


"It's called tucking not cringing!"


The weekend of the MSTS-1 wasn't always friendly. Turned out nice, but got a tad ominous at times.


The Doc-Booth. Many a marker has been repaired under this banner.


Some teams' tent with their marker stash. No, I don't want to fix your HALO, kid.


He finally gets a ball out the barrel!


"I knew I should have bought both kneepads!"


"Cover me. I think I can get him."


"Let's see, he's gonna pop out right about..."


Three balls in the air but there's nobody there.


One of the little-known hazards of using yellow-tinted lenses. "He's gotta be over there somewhere!"


Synchronized bunker running. The pas de deux...


... Crecendo...


... And Finis.


Ever since Melvin traded in his Autococker for a Cyborg, his lens-replacement costs have gone way down.


An' just a BKO.


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