12. My brother and I received Brass Eagle Talons for xmas and fought it out. Slowly our friendsand family joined in and I haven't looked back. 1997 was the best xmas ever! Like my father use to say...a family that shoots together, stays together
The first time I played was back in middle school for a birthday party, rented equipment, I ended up with a broken semi auto marker, then switched to a pump...
Always wanted to get into it as a kid but could never afford to...
Now I can buy my own toys, and want to shoot people on my days off.
With paint of course...
But its been over 10 years since I first played to when I really got into the sport.
Started playing at 10 years old, haven't stopped playing since!
You gas up the marker, put on the mask, and walk onto the field. It doesn't matter that you failed a test, your girlfriend broke up with you the night before, or that you just had a bad day at work. This is your heaven on earth. Live it and Play it as if there was no tomorrow.
I was 34! My son was 12. Both still playing. However he's better than me now.
We were pumped because our R6's wouldn't chrono under 400 LOL! We laugh looking back now because I know the guys running the field we for sure thinking to themselves "Yea, 400fps is solid"! Cut some springs and finally got down to 280ish. '05