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As you no doubt have guessed, I am Reven. Here you will find all the random stuff I think of. I might have favourite files, pictures, games and stuff later, but for now I'll just bore you with my biography crap.

Yar - that's me. IF YOU BELIEVED THAT, YOU MUST BE A TARD. IF THIS IS THE CASE, GO HERE.

BORING PROFILE AND SUCH

I live in Dunblane, Scotland. Scotland is part of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland for all those who don't know. Dunblane is a large town of about 8,000 residents (5% of which are NEDs - see glossary). It's nice and cosy.

I live near to a local primary school and the local secondary school. The annoying thing with being near the primary school is that all the bastard parents park their big 4x4s on our street to pick up their little pant-shitting 4-year-olds - it can piss me off sometimes.

COMPUTERS (MY LIFE)

These days, my life focuses around computers alot. My first computer was a Pre-historic Amstrad Computer with memory barely reaching 20 bytes. The great thing about it, though, was that it had some amazing games on it. The first was a game called "Sopwith" which used the Z, X, C and Space keys to either pitch up, pitch down, drop bombs and fire machine guns. I think your objective was to destroy all the ground bunkers and the other plane in the air. I enjoyed flying upside-down and then dropping a bomb. The effect was that you would drop the bomb into your own plane and explode. That cracked me up.
The only other game worth mentioning was called "Raptor" and involved basically having a conversation with a computer. You would enter your name, and it would say "Hello, [NAME HERE]. Have I spoken to you before?". You would then reply with "Yes, we spoke about Nazism" or "No - I have never had the pleasure of talking to a game programmed by some geeky turd." That, too, would crack me up.

After that hunk-'o-junk blew up, we got a nice new Windows 98 Desktop (completely bypassing that steaming mound known as Windows 95). This 'PC' featured 16 Million colours and was filled with cheap game demos that didn't actually work. The thing had a whole 32Mb of RAM! Hell, some people have a thousand times that now, eight years later.

Well that one lasted quite a while - four years in fact. After four years it was hardly the same computer at all. It now had 128Mb of RAM and a hard drive four times bigger. The best it could play was Quake 3, but the lack of broadband in Dunblane meant I couldn't move on to Quake 3 Arena and frag some yanks online without being segregated in the "loser" (a.k.a. 56kbps users) section of the server.

In 1999 I finally got a new motherboard that featured an AGP 4x slot and 5 PCI slots! w00t! This baby (or so I called it at the time) could breeze by with the likes of Il-2: Sturmovik and Half-Life: Generations.
With the edition of a GeForce 4 in late 2002, I could finally fulfil my destiny: to play the latest games non stop.
Days of conquering the known world in Age of Empires II and nights of fragging on Counter Strike must have given my eyes a bit of a burning, but meh.

And now we come to today. I know have a lovely Intel Pentium 4 2.55 GHz Processor with 256kb of L2 Cache and an 80Gb hard drive, coupled with two meaty sticks totalling 512Mb of DDR PC3200 RAM. This one can play Half-Life 2 on medium. MEDIUM!! w00torz!

Now that I've saturated my computer stuff (not really - you haven't seen anything yet) you can have a scan over the other parts of my site.

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