Kombo: It takes a lot for someone to be a hardcore gamer these days; in the early days of gaming it was a simpler process, like who could play the longest or the quickest. Now though, it's who can kill the most in a row or find the most hidden extras to prove you're a cut above the average gamer. In this highly energized atmosphere, it should be an easy prospect for us to take on the games of the past practically in our sleep.
At least, that's what I thought.
It turns out, however, that I was quite incorrect in that assumption. It all came to me when I saw that Castle Wolfenstein could be acquired for the iPod Touch and felt confident in my ability to crush those pixelated Nazis in a blink. I had done so many times the first time I played the game, and the foes and challenges I'd faced in other FPS games since were much greater. What was a pistol toting Nazi beside a group of Overwatch soldiers, or Bioshock's Big Daddies? Playing this game would be a walk in the park, I told myself.
It proved not to be so at all.