Videogamer writes: "I am stood in a line waiting for my turn in a cigarette-smoke filled Akihabara arcade. If it weren't for the din of the machines, you'd hear a Yen drop. Not a word is spoken. Eye contact is seemingly forbidden. The only thing that matters is the thrill of battle. You win, you stay on. You lose, you stand up and hit the back of the line. It is November 2008 and I'm queuing for Street Fighter IV. Barely a soul has even seen the game outside of Japan, let alone played it, I quip to myself, smugly. The line is four deep. Won't be long..."