Somthing Hardrockish that I can really concentrate while listening to. Usually something that evokes emotions. I seem to do better when in that state of mind.
2 instances is when I did this for Halo: Combat evolved (bought it for PC because my friend was ranting about it constantly)
I often listened to NightWish while playing it. I'd win about 98% of my matches. Only time I lost was against a vet sniper seeing I used a shotgun most of the time.
Also helped me for CoD4 (Again another game my friend ranted about and had me buy.) I usually listed to Puddle of Mudd and a few others, cant remember off hand. Doing this and also having my tv on so I can hear other people, gave me about a 95% of my matches won.
Of course I can't prove this, but I don't care. You have your own right to believe what you want.
Anyways, 2 games listed above are FPS in case you've lived in a closet all your life. And no they are not my favorite FPS's by a long shot. I'm what they call old school now. Favorite FPS's are Unreal and Unreal tournament '98 I think.
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