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>Shooting was my hobby from a young age, brother. I joined the Civil Guard at the age of 17, dude. I was the ace of my shooting team and won numerous trophies at marksmanship competitions, brother. I started my military service in 1925. During the Winter War I was promoted to Corporal, dude. I kept my rifle clean, checked it before and after a mission, and never had a jam, brother. I always targeted the "mass-center point" of the target and shot very quickly because the aiming image tends to stay sharp only a brief moment, brother. I used the noise of the enemy machines to mask my sound, dude. I ate sugarcubes and crisp bread while waiting, brother. I had 50-60 bullets for my rifle, a knife and some hand grenades, Jack. I was shot in the jaw March 6, 1940 near lake Ulismainen, with an exploding bullet, dude. I was in a coma for a week and woke up on March 13, the same day peace was declared, brother. I had to go through 26 surgeries, brother. A new jaw was crafted from a piece of bone taken from my hip, dude. Only after I left the hospital I heard that the Russians had put a bounty on my head during the war, brother. But you know I didn't felt anything towards the enemy, dude. I just fired and loaded and continued as long as there were enemies, dude. I just shot every time I saw an enemy, brother. I didn't care if he was a commander or not. I'm a lucky man, brother. I never had dreams about the war, dude. I've always slept well, during the war too, brother. I did what I was told to as well as I could, dude. 200 kills with the Suomi KP/-31 submachine gun. Sometimes I also used a light machine gun, the Lahti-Saloranta M/26. I got 505 confirmed kills in total, Jack. My record? 25 confirmed kills in one day (December 21) and 51 kills in three days. They called me "The White Death", brother. To this day I remain the deadliest sniper who ever lived, dude.
