A copy of GTA IV was hand-delivered to us in an inconspicuous plastic bag a few hours later, like some kind of contraband. Our friend Alex was 18, so we signed up for the pre-order under his name at the local GameStop, pooled our cash, and sent him off with 60 of our hard-earned dollars. I couldn't stand to wait, though, so my brother and I hatched an elaborate plan. ![]() Six years later I was one month away from my 18th birthday, which meant I was one month away from the right to purchase Grand Theft Auto IV.
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