CS server or therapy session? (Warning: Toxic one-man show)
Anyone who ever wanted to know what a digital Napoleon complex feels like in the wild is in the right place here. You enter the server and immediately notice: It's not about tactics, aiming or teamplay, but solely about maintaining the sad illusion that the owner has his life or at least this game under control.
It's a fascinating social experiment: Despite over 25,000 hours of wasted life, a time span in which other people become surgeons, learn three languages fluently, or build a house, this person has developed only the game understanding of a rusty doorstop. The only thing that's truly "elite" here is his reaction time when banning players who shake his fragile worldview through actual skill or the naked truth.
Here you pay with your nerves for the livelihood of a man who treats constructive criticism like a personal declaration of war. If you're into CS2 in "safe space for narcissists" mode and like being an extra in an endless ego crisis: Have fun. Everyone else: Find yourself a server where you get respect for a clean headshot and don't end up on the blacklist immediately.
Conclusion: You can reset your stats, but a cringeworthy character remains permanent. Save yourself the join!