This game has greatly affected me on a emotional, physical, spiritual, cognitive and financial level. I no longer even find joy in killing enemies on the other team, the short lived joy from the tiny squirt of dopamine that was once released isn't released anymore. I only find mild solice in the thought that killing an enemy will be bringing upon them the hardships this game has bought upon me. This game will turn you into a masochist in where the only pleasure you will find in playing this game will be derived from the pain you will receive by playing it.

I'm hoping if you're here reading the reviews for warthunder you haven't yet decided to sell your ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ soul to the snail and download this plague on your computer, if you answer yes to any of the following question this game is not for you. Forget it ever existed, do not return.

Do you enjoy life?
Do you like more then 4 hours of sleep a night?
Would you like stability within your life?
Do you like having good relations with your family and friends?
Would you like to keep your job?


However, if you answer yes to any of these following questions this game is perfect for you.

Do you enjoy eating lead house paint and crayons?
Would you like to sit in front of a computer screen for hours a day neglecting every aspect of your life and finding no joy at all in what you're doing, all in order to unlock pixels that resemble a military vehicle only to die to a 13 year old Estonian child and his dad's credit card?
Do you have severe anger issues?
Would you like to pull each of your finger nails off with a pair of pliers?
Do you have no friends or want to lose them all?
Would you enjoy kicking a toothpick under you toe nail into a wall?