this is it. the pinnacle of an art form. no other magnanimous gift of God will match the pure emotional value of this "game". Calling it merely a "game" is a cruelty to such a meticulously crafted cornucopia of reason and emotion. The perfect mixture of all that is human: the milling machine, the one true model for the Vitruvian man.
Ah I can relive the nightmares of when I first started working in Aviation and my machine was fresh off the boat from Norway I think it was and all the controls, the computer screen, and pretty much everything about it was NOT in English.