2009-07-24

Four

Braid Star Four

This one was a bastard just because it was a perfect storm of timing, jumping, and sequencing goombas when the cannon would only shoot out one at a time.

(I get up and nothing gets me down. You got it tough, I've seen the toughest around. And I know baby just how you feel. You've got to roll with the punches to get to what's real.)

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