Back when mice still had balls. I don't remember which rts in particular I was playing but the mouse kept screwing me up. I had already cleaned the thing as best as possible, the next step was getting a big hammer and make sure it was never going to screw me up again.
Losing all my FF12 saves due to a corrupt virtual memory card (bc ps3), just before heading to the final encounter, strangely didn't cause any rage, only disbelief.







