although the t-rex forgot that once the light hits the retina it is converted to an electrochemical signal which has to be decoded before it reaches our awareness. so what we see is milliseconds behind not nanoseconds. which is still just as insignificant.
You know what nearly robbed me of the will to live? Someone recently had the audacity to call me something along the lines of a "washed up fat has-been" and that they would rather pick a highschool freshman over me for 5v5.
Let me make this clear to everyone: ill play you anytime, any court, against any team, whatever... and ill make you regret saying that. My game was never built off of flash or speed anyways, and my competitive fire isn't out quite yet. Ive been a lot of things in my life, loser and a winner throughout it, but ill never be washed up. I can't win em all and there's always a bigger fish, but ill give you hell till the day I die.
Okay, so maybe it almost robbed me of my will to live and then supercharged me into a spinning cyclone of fury, but whateves