The little APU gave everything. It rendered one frame of a Colossus laser cutting down a swarm of hydralisks. Then the next frame. Then the next. It looked like a flip-book. But Leo saw it. He clicked.
“Thanks, old friend,” he whispered, closing the lid.
“Well,” it whispered to the 4GB stick of DDR3-1333 RAM next to it, “here we go.”
