For many years now, I've held the unenviable position of being a non-gamer in a gaming house. We've got more gadgets than NASA in our front room, but they're all a bit foreign to me with their blinking and whirring. There's almost a stigma attached now, especially in a group situation, when you're the only one not 'having a bang on Wipeout'. It's like you were born without co-ordination and jelly hands that can't keep you on the track, or hold the gun, or fight the rocket launching robo-Hitler. But in life hand/eye co-ordination didn't seem to be an issue. I wasn't constantly hitting myself in the face with independently swinging monkey arms, or walking into walls. With certain games it was all fine, so what was my gaming problem?
Let's take a stroll down memory lane shall we?
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