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You may be asking yourself... Why am I doing this? Where is the joy in bullying low tiers over thousands of matches? Where is the joy in ignoring the actual gameplay in favor of mindless point and click from above?

I guess it takes a special kind of wickedness to enjoy playing arty. At least that's what the community told me over and over. A special, fundamental flaw of character. And something even worse than a lack of morals.

For me, it started when I was a very new player and tried SPGs because I wanted to try playing every class. I wasn't good at it by any means, but I received a lot of nasty comments and witnessed my arty teammates being teamkilled, cursed at, abandoned, and made fun of. I went to the WoT forums for help or explanations, and only got ridiculed for playing arty poorly.

Maybe you could say that made me want to 1) prove that I could play arty well if I really worked on improving and 2) something something take revenge, etc.

At some point, the hateful messages I got started being funny and made me proud. Somewhere along the way, I started making an impact on the matches, even if my teammates would never admit it. And I think there is still room for getting even better. My stats are still rising.

So, here I am. I've become hated. And frankly, I like it that way. I don't care about the approval of those who never thought of me as anything but scum. Never did. And if it pisses them off that I don't grovel for redemption, I'm glad.