I used to think that upgrading my matchmaking rank required draining my entire savings account. I spent months staring at massive aluminum flagship boards, entirely convinced my cheap hardware was the only thing holding me back during intense firefights. It…

I used to have a massive problem with my late-night gaming habits. Right around 2 AM, when my house was perfectly quiet, the frantic, high-pitched clicking of my mechanical gaming mouse sounded like someone firing a tiny machine gun in…

I still remember the first time I finally cut the cord on my workspace. I was tired of my mouse snagging on the edge of a coffee mug during a deadline, and don’t even get me started on the dust…