When I was 10, all games looked like Minecraft's textures. And you can forget 3D. And the controllers were square-edged bricks that left stinging blisters in your sweaty palms after 12 hours of Super Mario 3. And the flickering CRT leaving your eyes dry as a desert with a pounding headache. Those were the days let me tell you.

But you know what we also had? Instant loading times, no waiting on updates, and no lootboxes.