Results for “shot in the dark”
One player running the team's brain — calling moves, fights and objectives.
A Ryu/Ken-style character with a fireball, an anti-air uppercut and a forward-moving kick.
The brain of the team calling the plays mid-match.
Long narrow NOLA house with rooms in a straight line front to back.
Narrow NOLA row house with rooms strung in a single line, no hallway.
UK street slang for dealing drugs.
A drug customer — the buyer on the other end of the trap line.
The inmate whose word actually moves the yard.
Ordering every test under the sun and hoping one of them lands.
A gunman, gangster or shooter
Mature content — open to view.
Mature content — open to view.
Going prone mid-gunfight to drop under their aim and win the close-range duel.
Enemy's one hit from going down — finish them.
Romance subgenre that leans into the taboo — morally grey leads, violence, dubcon, kidnap plots.
Lottery-ticket bet on an obscure coin going 100x.
A sawn-off shotgun — Jamaican patois that crossed into UK drill.
Heroin — the brown side of the trap line.
Stupidly early. Some hour before sunrise that doesn't deserve a real name.
Espresso pulled with more water for a longer extraction — a lungo.
The elite hand crews that fly anywhere to fight the worst wildfires.
Mature content — open to view.
A block-height record of who holds what, for rewards.
A three attempted from near the midcourt logo
An underhanded free throw
Getting a good look without help from teammates
A complete fic told in a single chapter
Making a bold move to express romantic interest despite the risk.
To take a chance and express romantic interest.
Some ungodly hour in the pre-dawn dark.
An African-American Marine, in the Corps' color-blind idiom.
The dark early-morning hours.
Sliding along an obstacle with the board upside down.
Grabbing the lead from the gate into the first turn.
Deep powder spraying up into your face as you turn.
A convention's adults-only late-night programming.
A scholarly, moody aesthetic of tweed, old libraries, candlelight, classic literature, and gothic university romance.
The night, in the cant — when the angler hooked windows and the prig went to work.
Flicking in and out of cover fast to bait shots and gather info.
Flashing just your shoulder out to bait an AWP shot.