Friday Foxer #136
This week’s handmade co-op puzzle won’t defox itself. If you’re a dab hand at quizzes, lateral thinking, and search engine sleuthing, why not help out.
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A2Z
A is for Abbreviated A2Z. My mammoth monthly news round-ups are on hold, but short, scattergun versions like this will appear from time to time
The Lions of Lodowice: Turn 5
Ten seconds into this turn’s sixty-second action phase, the two tanks involved in last turn’s surreal square dance meet again. Although both gunners are expecting trouble and, on paper, are equally adept, it’s the triggerman ensconced in the…
Review Reprise: 1914 – Shells of Fury
I’ve written hundreds of reviews and previews during my twenty-odd years as a games inspector. As many of these appeared in the British version of PC Gamer magazine and nowhere else, now and again something from my archive may appear as one of THC’s daily posts. Below the jump you’ll find my one-page take on a Type VII-less 2007 U-boat sim.
Undaunted: Normandy review (part 2)
Twelve rapt hours of Early Access Undaunted: Normandy have failed to dull my appetite for this moreish if uncomely board game port, or alter, in any meaningful way, my early positive feelings towards its silicon foe. However, there are thoughts that have ricocheted around my skull during the past few days that are probably worth sharing.
Ages of Speed – “not your normal racing game”
If you’re not a regular visitor to Race Sim Central, chances are you won’t have heard about Ages of Speed, an upcoming race sim from the British siblings behind Racing Legends, one of Simulatia’s most famous and beguiling bits of vapourware.
Where am I?
Using the following clues (the map above is purely decorative) in combination with Street View and tools like MAPfrappe, work out my location.
The Lions of Lodowice: Turn 4
Aged seven, Leonid Ivanovich Arkhipov fell from a speeding express train near Dnipropetrovsk. Three hours after the accident he was found unconscious but otherwise unhurt laying between the rails of the adjacent track. During his time on the sleepers, ten trains had thundered over his bruised body without harming him. The lad went by the nickname ‘Lucky’ from then on.