27.08.2013, 05:29
yeah another game I got after that was PAW. oh wow... (Pacific Air War Gold) War in the Pacific! at last! man I could fly WW2 fighters. hell, there was even a connection so you could call up another guy and play him (if he had it too) over your telephone line! (which I did manage to do several times with a friend of mine.) this was it! fantastic!
DUDES! I was leaping into my P-40 Warhawk and roaring into the sky to challenge (tiny white specs) that were supposed to be Jap Zero's... what the hell if I could barely see them? made no difference...I was in a P-40! ha-ha!
this was of course AFTER the mandatory two months or so of trying (once again) to figure out how to make a proper boot disk so I could boot up with more DOS memory to play the game.
well to hell with the worry, the cursing, the yelling, the hair-pulling, the threatening to drive to California (where the game company was) and gut-shoot all of the game employees and blow their corporate headquarters to kingdom come, the heavy smoking, the drinking, the shaking and chills and feverish agony... yes, to HELL with all that for when I 'finally' got that sorry-assed boot disk working ...I WAS IN THE AIR IN THE PACIFIC! 8) and I couldn't be happier!
haha! those dirty Japanese were going to pay for Pearl Harbor...I was going to shoot them down in droves and personally strafe Tojo's lily pond. hahahaha!
only I couldn't hit the broad side of a barn. heck, the enemy Zero's were mere flashing 'white' specs in my gun sights. by the time I hit my firing button...SWOOSH they were past me and on my tail! oh wow...disaster!
but I persevered, I persisted, I slaved at it...dawn till dusk on my days off, dusk till dawn at other times... until finally...finally...YES, I got a kill! :twisted: ha-ha! I got a KILL! oh what a happy day, I danced a jig in my computer/office room...my wife almost called the guys in the funny white suits to come get me but I didn't give a rat's arse.
these were the days of legend.
how I miss them so.
:mrgreen:
DUDES! I was leaping into my P-40 Warhawk and roaring into the sky to challenge (tiny white specs) that were supposed to be Jap Zero's... what the hell if I could barely see them? made no difference...I was in a P-40! ha-ha!
this was of course AFTER the mandatory two months or so of trying (once again) to figure out how to make a proper boot disk so I could boot up with more DOS memory to play the game.
well to hell with the worry, the cursing, the yelling, the hair-pulling, the threatening to drive to California (where the game company was) and gut-shoot all of the game employees and blow their corporate headquarters to kingdom come, the heavy smoking, the drinking, the shaking and chills and feverish agony... yes, to HELL with all that for when I 'finally' got that sorry-assed boot disk working ...I WAS IN THE AIR IN THE PACIFIC! 8) and I couldn't be happier!
haha! those dirty Japanese were going to pay for Pearl Harbor...I was going to shoot them down in droves and personally strafe Tojo's lily pond. hahahaha!
only I couldn't hit the broad side of a barn. heck, the enemy Zero's were mere flashing 'white' specs in my gun sights. by the time I hit my firing button...SWOOSH they were past me and on my tail! oh wow...disaster!
but I persevered, I persisted, I slaved at it...dawn till dusk on my days off, dusk till dawn at other times... until finally...finally...YES, I got a kill! :twisted: ha-ha! I got a KILL! oh what a happy day, I danced a jig in my computer/office room...my wife almost called the guys in the funny white suits to come get me but I didn't give a rat's arse.
these were the days of legend.
how I miss them so.
:mrgreen: