Uncharted

I’m about to say the thing you’re not supposed to say. My nine-year-old self who would cut cardboard dual pistols out of cereal boxes and somersault off my bunk bed would feel betrayed. Current me, who looked high and low to find Croft Apple Larazade like it was bottled from the Fountain of Youth, doesn’t want to say it out loud. But here goes … I might actually prefer Uncharted to Tomb Raider. (&...[Read More]