Musings from a Tangled Mind:
Now, a game I truly hated? Perfection. Which, ironically, I played all the time. Striving for… Perfection. I mean, it’s in the name. It should’ve been called baby’s first anxiety attack. You know this game. You’ve got 60 seconds to jam shapes into a board, or the thing explodes in your face. What kind of sick game is that?
The sequel was Superfection, which offered a more soothing palette but was every bit as unnerving.