To win, or not win, that is the question:
Whether 'tis Nobler in the mind to suffer
The Slings and Arrows of outrageous mid range vidcards,
Or to take Arms against a Sea Pixels with AAx16,
And by opposing end them: to die, to sleep
No more; and by a sleep, to say we re-spawn
The heart-ache, and the thousand Natural head shots
That Flesh is heir to? 'Tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wanted. To die to sleep,
To sleep, perchance to Dream; Ay, there's the rub,
For in that maximun playable resolution, what dreams may come,
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us this 7950...