Here's a blast from the past – it's Final Fight. And playing Final Fight has transported us back to our youth so vividly that we've forgotten how to tie shoelaces, started to wear fluorescent towelling socks and started to regard McDonalds as a delicious treat instead of a potentially death-accelerating clump of cholesterol.
Anyway, Final Fight. Final Fight is Final Fight, so you'll know how to play it – basically you just walk around a street in a pair of pyjamas, beating up all manner of goons – and the occasional skeleton – with your legs and fists. You control your Final Fight character with a bunch of letter keys that you'll need to work out for yourself, and all the moves and combos are more or less just how we remember them. Plus you can punch dustbins. We'd forgotten about that bit.
