Mine is very simple but nothing sort of epicly awesome.
Its bitterly cold oldside,a cold Irish winter evening.
its raining to so of course(not that IF it were sunny outside I would not be gaming).
Now to the matter at hand,the game team fortress two.The map and mode Arena,Lumberyard.
I was playing manily with a friend on the sever,he got himself killed early as a scout.I went for as a heavy and someone esle teamed up with me to make a the best known combo on TF2.
all of our team went and got themselves killed(I proably would have ended up with it too if it wasnt for the slow heavy speed).
this made it 6 vs 2 with only my medic standing.
The next minute was the peak of gaming so far,an ecstasy of scout,soldier,demoman,pyro(but the luck in this tale,no spy)the point was now up for cap the score was 2v3 the last blazing 20 seconds of my minute of blazing,bullet filled glory ended with us standing ground on the middle of the point,not the best spot but with how well we were doing our moral was impossibly high whereas the other team moral was totally destoryed.And so we won the mics,the chat where all filled with"OMG n1!" and other such praise.
"My Minute"-The epic tale of my greatest moment,when I stood right in the gaze of the radiant sun of gaming.