???? – 2021retired
Hungarian Spectrum
“She read the news so Hungary's story never went unwitnessed.”
“She read the news so Hungary's story never went unwitnessed.”
“It carried us into the Intel era and out the other side. Rest well, old friend.”
“Pro by name, ProRAW by nature, gone before its second birthday.”
“It took classrooms to the ends of the earth on a cardboard box and a phone.”
“Twenty nuggets short of forever, purple at heart.”
“Intel inside, warmth outside — gone but still glowing on a million desks.”
“Comfortable, easy to set up, gone before its successor could take the strap off.”
“It put virtual worlds on ordinary faces and ordinary budgets, then quietly took the headset off.”
“Born for a birthday, gone by spring: Mario never overstayed a party.”
“Twenty-one years of watching the world from a cat's eye, then the curtain quietly fell.”
“Space Gray, quiet as a whisper, gone before the candles were even lit.”
“It let seven million of us build the levels Nintendo never made.”
“A sweet little OS that kept your battery alive longer than most of us keep New Years resolutions.”
“Rode cheaper than a coffee and never once blamed traffic on the schedule.”
“Folded flat, opened worlds, and cost less than lunch.”
“The last home button of its line — press once to remember, twice to miss it.”
“Walkman in our pockets, Ericsson in our hearts.”
“Small in hand, smaller in headlines, loved anyway.”
“35 candles, six months of cake — Mario left the party early, as promised.”
“Five names, one job: it kept your dashboard humming while the road went by.”
“It powered your GPS and your dashboard; you never saw it, and it never complained.”