Yesterday at the club I played our former club champion (2117). In the past I always lost to him. He played a King's Gambit, which I hate to play against, of course. The game showed me two things.
My strength: Attack. If I was him I had kicked black from the board. He attacked too early.
My weakness: I was better in the end of the middlegame, but there I have to rely on the think-modus of my brains, which is too slow for a real game.
I felt very satisfied after the game. Still today.
Here is the game.
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