Thinking back to Wing Commander III's manual the other day persuaded me to take a trip to my parent's house over the weekend, and pick up my old copy of the game. And not just pick it up. Open it.
Opening it I found it to be even more awesome than I remember, so I quickly shut it again and thought: "Let's unbox it together! Like it was 1994!"
You'll see I take very good care of my video games when they star Mark Hamill, have a letter saying "Attn: Lord British" on it and come with a book saying the Kilrathi are essentially enormous Imperial Japanese pussy cats.
And just look at those system specs! Frightening.
