A triumph.
Endless creativity in a genre that had become so stale.
A classic sports car with a new coat of paint.
Who told you to stop playing?
Nazis. I still hate these guys.
Yup, more training in minutes a day.
Had me trying to rationalize my own playing of the game.
Why oh why did I spend five bucks on board games?!
The leap it made with its control scheme won’t be matched for a while to come.
The true definition of a Pong-clone.
