Mafia Wars, Part 2

With my newfound strategy, there were fewer & fewer asskickage messages to wake up to. The last person who had dursted me was some chick named Nadine, & that was before Godfather Rodd hooked me up with all the goods.

It was around this time – level 15 or so – that I realized I had to develop a better grasp of how the MW combat system worked & how I could best tweak my character so that I could own with confidence.   Over a series of communications with Rodd & visits to informational sites he linked me, certain things became clear which flipped my perspective around all over again.

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