Sakura Wins

I leaped straight onto the glossy acrylic control deck of a roaring arcade cabinet! Towering right above me on the CRT screen was the ultimate challenger—Ryu himself, locked in an intense match. 'Think you can read my rhythm just through the glass? Think again!' I shouted, sprinting across the panel. I stomped both sneakers down hard onto the jumbo red kick button, then lunged forward to haul the entire black ball-top joystick sideways with both gloved hands. With a glorious clatter of switches, my on-screen counterpart snapped a textbook rising uppercut that sent sparks flying across the glass! The arcade speakers boomed with the KO hit, and I threw both fists high into the neon glow.