10,000 hours in Vice City: Am I legally a citizen of Miami now?
People ask me, 'How on earth can you spend 10,000 hours in a single game?' I tell them: You guys think Vice City is just a game? That's cute. I live there.
After 10,000 hours, I don’t just play it; I feel the texture of the sand on Ocean Beach in my sleep. I can hear the exact, soul-crushing sound of the helicopter blades from that mission in my nightmares. I know every single lyric to every song on Flash FM by heart.
Who cares about 4K resolution? The neon lights, the orange sunsets, and that 2002-era blur... it feels more real than this entire world. Tommy Vercetti isn't just a character anymore; he’s my life coach. If you ever see me sprinting down the street, jumping into a random Comet, and frantically switching radio stations, just know the connection snapped—I’m heading back to the HQ. See you in the 80s.
