[Stingy Jack]

This would have to be while I was playing Vice City (unfortunately, not a horror game.) The mission was to chase down and destroy some losers in a souped-up truck of some sort who were armed to the teeth with automatic weapons. I was racing through the streets of Miami, trying my damndest to get beside them so I could unload a few rounds into either them or their vehicle. My sports car was taking a lot of hits from their rifles, and it got to the point where I was just going to try to outlast them and hope they damaged their vehicle enough on their own (they were good drivers, but good enough to avoid all the obstacles on the road).

After chasing them for several minutes (which is a long time in a game as fast-paced as Vice City), the damage to my car was pretty severe, and it caught on fire. For those of you who know this game, when your car catches fire that means it is about to explode. In a panic, I jumped from the car, resigned to losing the mission. BUT, my car kept rolling ... a flaming explosive on wheels. Just at that moment, the truck I had been chasing had slowed for traffic. I watched with self-satisfied glee as my car soared toward them, exploding right at the moment of impact.

It was a glorious "Mission Complete" moment that I will never forget. :)