He mumbled something about confusing the particle PROJECTOR with the particle WHIP.
He blasted one troop squad down to four models and vaped my Predator and generally did a bunch of damage, and we did not discover his error until the game was nearly over.
But see, whereas Larry was cheating, I just forgot (allegedly).
Great fun was had by all, even though there was much cursing and throwing of things when Larry could do nothing to hurt my Terminators and failed many we’ll-be-back rolls.
It was the first club to run a table top sale exclusively devoted to wargaming.