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    Hey, I'd like to give a shout to Cooper for his comment on To Kill A Lobster. I totally agree with you on this great and aggravating game called Shadowgun. Since the other day when they put out the update for this game it has been acting weird. For instance, I was playing it today and on the regular game, (not the new levels), every time I got in to the hot and heavy action the game would just shut down and send me to my home page with all the icons. I suspect that your problem with no green ball above the Cyberlobster's head may be because of the update too. Hey, another thing, right now I'm playing the new levels and I'm stuck in a hallway where there is really no exit. I got there by sprinting through these electrical fields that come out in bursts. I'm thinking about just starting over at level one of the extension pack and trying a different path. In that first level, you have a choice between dropping down an air duct or hacking a computer. Because the hacking wasn't going very well, I just walked over and dropped down the air duct. Maybe that's like a trap, I don't know. What I do know is this. I think a lot of you guys are like me. You have a love/hate relationship with this game. Sort of like being in love with a quirky, unpredictable woman, you know.
    Good luck to all you gamers and may you never run out of ammo. By the way, I got past a place I've been stuck on Modern Combat 3, today. The place is on level 6, the aircraft carrier, as you are trying to evacuate the bridge. I kept getting killed by some dude hiding in the dark, I guess. I finally went to the store and used some of my accumulated points to buy a vest. (No cash involved). Then I was able to survive long enough to escape and steal a plane. Heck, I thought there was only 6 levels to the game. Now I am on level 7. I-Pad gaming is cool, though, isn't it?
    From the author's green retreat, I'm CE Wills.
P.S. I was trying to give you guys some screen shots from the new levels but the pics would not cooperate.
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