You’re strapped so tight to your seat that the smallest movement makes the belt chafe at your chest and neck. While a single drop of sweat lazily trickles down your temple and chin, you wonder yet again what it is you have gotten yourself into, but an intoxicating mixture of dread and almost sensuous excitement [ Read More ]
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“Halt!” The harsh command echoes between the mountain sides as you run towards the gates, UZI raised and ready to fire. Bullets tear into the stone wall above and around. This is it; the final stab at the heart of the enemy and you’re alone against a horde of sword-wielding, gun-toting maniacs!
There is no feeling in the world like the spray of cold, clear water in your face as you navigate a roaring powerboat through narrow canals at break-neck speed! The slightest mistake will leave you wrapped like a hawser around the nearest wharf pile; this games is not for the meek or faint of heart.
None of us saw the four fighters diving towards us from cover of the midday sun. An otherworldly roar of engines, the dry rattle of machine-gun fire and suddenly Phelps and Ecclestone disintegrated in front of me in a cloud of blood and metal, as if grenades had gone of inside their cockpits. I dove [ Read More ]