War thunder

Well start by wathcing DEFYN on youtube and see what you think. If you into flying war planes and some serious realism in terms of each aircraft's aerodynamics, id say its excellent.
 
Look. It's not an addiction. I can stop anytime I want to, it's just that right now I do not. I just like how it makes me feel. The rumbling of my piston powered aircraft. Or the metallic howl of the twin Saturn AL-31 engines.

Don't even start with me on the A10 warthog. It's not an aircraft. It's a merely a flyable shell built around a 30 mm Gatling-style autocannon. People who never heard it imagine it makes an explosion. It doesn't. It growls with fury like a mechanical beast. The sound has texture. Waves of acoustic dopamine layered into a single violent fabric of sound. It incites fear and demands attention. Hopeless in the hands of an amateur. Glorious with an addict in the cockpit.

The first thing you fall in love with is mastery. Not victory. Anyone can pull a trigger. But there is a moment when you begin to understand why a fight was won thirty seconds before the first shot was fired. A tiny dot in the distance. Just a pixel. What is it? What altitude? Does he see me? The tag pops up. His plane cannot detect my AIM-9M Sidewinder. The dogfight is over before it begins.

The feeling is indescribable. Intoxicating. Not because you're shooting somebody down. Because you're reading a situation with milliseconds to respond.

Hello. My name is Patrick and I am an addict.
 
Look. It's not an addiction. I can stop anytime I want to; it's just that right now I do not. I just like how it makes me feel. The rumbling of my piston-powered aircraft. Or the metallic howl of the twin Saturn AL-31 engines.

Don't even start with me on the A10 warthog. It's not an aircraft. It's merely a flyable shell built around a 30 mm Gatling-style autocannon. People who have never heard it imagine it makes an explosion. It doesn't. It growls with fury like a mechanical beast. The sound has texture. Waves of acoustic dopamine layered into a single violent fabric of sound. It incites fear and demands attention. Hopeless in the hands of an amateur. Glorious with an addict in the cockpit.

The first thing you fall in love with is mastery. Not victory. Anyone can pull a trigger. But there is a moment when you begin to understand why a fight was won thirty seconds before the first shot was fired. A tiny dot in the distance. Just a pixel. What is it? What altitude? Does he see me? The tag pops up. His plane cannot detect my AIM-9M Sidewinder. The dogfight is over before it begins.

The feeling is indescribable. Intoxicating. Not because you're shooting somebody down. Because you're reading a situation with milliseconds to respond.

Hello. My name is Patrick, and I am an addict.
Hey, this game is quite fun. Do you play on Steam?
 
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