[seanccox]

Hey, me too. I burned the entire summer of 1996 between M59 and getting my driver's permit. We had a dial-up internet connection on the same line as our phone, so after numerous lag-related deaths caused by my mother or sister picking up the phone, I started playing almost exclusively at night. It was always so eerie (and, in hindsight, it seems kinda sad), sitting alone in the basement trying not to be killed by giant ants or spiders. I was crap at the game, but I really found myself immersed.