RCP-90

When Goldeneye came out, I was screwed. Probably because of superpowers, or above-average intelligence, I’ve always been terrible at first-person shooters. I’m the guy running around aiming at the ground and blowing himself up with hand grenades. So when all my friends wanted to play was Goldeneye 64, the RCP-90 was the one glorious thing that could even the playing field. I rarely lived long enough to pick it up, but when I did it gave me what miiiiight have been my only one or two kills in a match.

So thanks, RCP-90, wherever you are.