When the Weekend Meant Warhawk
An honest week's work, a PS3 waiting at home, and the strange comfort of shouting tactics at strangers from another continent
94 'til Infinity
I’m Chris. Every Sunday, I’m looking back at what it was actually like to be a gamer during the early days of PlayStation. So grab a drink and join me while I dive back into the era of demo discs and wired controllers.
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