Continuing the theme of lying in bed on an almost spring like Easter Monday, did I mention that I enjoy the odd spot of Xbox-ing every now and then?
Nothing helps to relieve the stress of everyday life than unloading the perfect 5-shot into the cranium of a pre-pubescent American 12 year old (through the medium of Xbox live before anyone starts phoning any emergency services). Almost as good is picking up the controller to essentially take part in a movie. Games have come a long way since Jet Set Willy and Manic Miner on my Amstrad with genuine storytelling, tension and, of course, explosive action.
But enough geekery for one day, back to the challenges...
