Having never really been a computer geek before, I took it upon myself to buy an Xbox about 2 years ago. It was rarely played; the occasional treat when the boys came round. However, the purchase of a recent war game changed all that. I started going to bed at 2am. I’d try and play before work. I’d make excuses for missing rugby training. Imagine my shock, horror and crocodile tears when the xbox went and blew up?! Ok, so by this point the phase was over and I was playing only occasionally, BUTSTILL! It blew up! I went in here with my cap in hand, crying to anyone who’d listen. Luckily someone did listen. He even empathised. I left Game with another xbox! Oops. Not a brand new one, but pre-owned machine with an extra cheeky £30 knocked off for good measure — he took pity on me. This Game has just earned my loyal custom. If I ever get round to buying another game that is…