I’m Wr W**k, about to turn 41, Dutch, father of two, feeder of a cat and butler to a woman. When I was little, I witnessed a Mirage tearing up a valley while on vacation with my parents. That left a deep, lasting impression. Ever since that day trains, automobiles and ships lost their luster to little boy schurem, it was planes!
When I was about 14, I sat in the back of the class and the maths teacher asked me to solve the equation on the blackboard. I couldn’t. And not being able to read teach’s scribblings meant not being able to spot a bogey at 8 o’ clock high. And that meant no jets for me.
I threw in the towel at school and majored in being a drop out. Discovered the joys of weed, music, that sort of thing. After a bunch of years of doing that I decided that life is empty, cut my hair and went to work.
IT at first but that turned out to be hell for me. I do not thrive in the corporate office environment. So I took on a student loan, made an entry exam and threw me into university life studying philosophy. I minored in polemology (peace sciences) and teaching. I also failed to graduate.
In those years I discovered a lot of good things: MMA, the joy of manual labor and the realities of 21st century worker oppression, my woman and the meaning of life.
PC gaming has been with me ever since the first homecomputer made it into our house. My dad was a bit of a tech nerd in his day, so we loaned the neighbours’ TV to hook up a C-64. And I played flight games. Because all I want is to tear down a valley in a Mirage.
Today, when the kids are asleep, the dishes are done, the house is clean and the clothes are folded and distributed (i’m the housekeeper, woman works. that’s my bit for womens’ lib lol) I put on my oculus and tear down the valleys of Georgia. In a fucking Mirage. Blasting dropkick murphies.