Yeah, Matt was pissed at me. We'd spent the day trudging through Heroic on Silent Cartographer (Heroic was hard for 12 year olds) Tensions were high, and the fact that I'd intentionally kill my friend Matt whenever he stepped in front of me didn't ease the mood. His Warthog relentlessly rammed into mine, as I tried to squeeze into a narrow canyon entrance. To our amazement, as his warthog rammed the 6th time, it managed to squeeze through. Both of our jaws dropped. We could now kill the hunters, lurking up the hill, with ease. Friendship Reunited.