Half-Life: Alyx is convincing me I don’t have the knees for VR gaming, or perhaps I should stop cowering behind cars quite so often

I know I don't have the best knees. My body informed me of this during a drunken dance-off in a Leeds night club when one of them popped out of place and tore a line through the back of my knee cap. It told me again a year later when I did the same thing playing frisbee. And a third time when I slipped on some grass while walking Jeremy Peel's dog on a rainy day. Put kindly, they're shoddy. Yet, I'm developing a whole new appreciation for their shoddiness while playing through Half-Life: Alyx, Valve's VR spin on City 17. Read more

I know I don't have the best knees. My body informed me of this during a drunken dance-off in a Leeds night club when one of them popped out of place and tore a line through the back of my knee cap. It told me again a year later when I did the same thing…

I know I don't have the best knees. My body informed me of this during a drunken dance-off in a Leeds night club when one of them popped out of place and tore a line through the back of my knee cap. It told me again a year later when I did the same thing playing frisbee. And a third time when I slipped on some grass while walking Jeremy Peel's dog on a rainy day. Put kindly, they're shoddy. Yet, I'm developing a whole…