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Shadowgun: Crushing The Driller On Level 4

      Hey, everyone. Let's talk about the game called Shadowgun, the I-Pad game with which I have a love-hate relationship. Most of you who made it past the evil Cyber Lobster are doubtless locked in a death struggle with the Driller at the end of level 4. At this point you have been in the cave for a long time. The Driller breaks through the rock wall and chases you through the tunnel as you try to shoot out the green lights which slows the Driller down. If you are slick enough to shoot out all the lights and emerge from the cave, a rolling door crashes on the Driller and crushes his aggravating carcass. I have tried and failed to beat the Driller at least 250 times. I hate the Driller to the heights and depths my soul can reach. I hate it like a plague. I hate it with intensity of feeling. I hate it like a rich man hates taxes. Excuse me, I got carried away.
      We had a big dinner here at the green retreat and my friend Trevor was here today. He is my gaming consultant. I told him to please beat the Driller before he left...and he did. When I said, "Hey, dude, did you beat the driller?" He said simply, "Yes." I said, "You have to be kidding me."
"No, I beat it."
"250 times I fail, and you beat it?"
Trevor shrugged. "Yeah. I mean, it took me several attempts to do it so you shouldn't feel bad."
"So how did you beat it?" I asked in amazement.
He smiled. "Well, you have to run backward all the way; while you're shooting out the lights that bring the door down. The problem with running backwards is that you get stuck running against a rock and get killed by the Driller. So you have to sort-of memorize a route to guide yourself through, running backwards. It took me quite a few tries."
     Well, to say I was happy would be an understatement. I could have danced a jig! I've spent the evening playing new levels of Shadowgun and really enjoyed it. I'm over on Level 9, I believe. The game is still tough and I've had to battle, but I hope that I can overcome things and finish the game now that my man, Trevor, has opened the door.
    I thought about telling you guys that I would, of course, go back and beat the Driller on my own but it would be a darn lie. Because I never want to see that ugly thing again. Ever.
    From the author's green retreat, I'm CE Wills and I am Driller free! Free at last.
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  1. shadowgun apkDecember 10, 2011 at 1:51 PM

    Just awesome, best graphic on a mobile I've ever seen

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  2. Harry TuttleNovember 25, 2012 at 10:36 PM

    Here we are, one year after your original post, and I want to say... I feel your pain. If I have to hear "Not... a good sign... aw hell!" one more time, I'm going to scream. I just downloaded ShadowGun yesterday, and I'm already almost ready to give up. Maybe I'll turn the sound off and try again for a while :) You'd think they would have slowed the driller a little bit after all the frustration posts I've seen... and I only went looking because I was frustrated too lol

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    1. ce willsNovember 26, 2012 at 7:33 AM

      Hey, Harry. Thanks for your comment. Your note about the often-heard words of John Slade certainly brought back the memories. I wish that someone would produce a Driller stuffed animal that I could smash on the floor. It would be numero uno on my Christmas list.

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