I went round my best friend’s house yesterday, to watch Vampire Diaries, this was watched (I will create a blog post about the aforementioned show soon) so we moved on to playing Wipeout HD Fury, betwixt, indulging in mini eggs and strawberry milkshake, the perfect fuel to propel one to victory.

What started off as, we’ll take it in turns, one race each, friendly competition was building, but that’s natural.

Not too long after this was agreed, all hell broke loose, this was an apparent quotation when I was playing, 

 

“There’s no reason for it”, “so fucking frustrating”, “That’s it, I’m growing my beard”, “GO, c’mon, see LOOK, oh no… No no no no, c’mon, NO THAT’S BULLSHIT!………PIECE OF SHIT”, “I’m going home”.

I beg to differ that I actually said, 

“That’s it, I’m growing my beard”

But, when in a Wipeout rage, who knows what I did, It was a sad, sad moment, to see me a broken man, hunched of the controller, which had now ran out of life, much like me.

I know need this game, i mean NEED, this game.