Sunday afternoons are notoriously useless. But we can combat that, as the sun spectacularly sets over Bath, throwing red streaks through the blues. Look away from the window! Stare at the screen!
The game warns you before you begin,
“This game is very hard. It is very unlikely that you are able to complete all the levels today… I will not be responsible if the frustration produced by this game drives you into a homicidal ramage, so keep your head cool.”
It isn’t lying. Level 17, I’m coming for you.