Awhile back, I traded some painting for a copy of X-wing. Tonight I hauled it out and Jess and I gave it a whirl. Jess elected to be the good guys, flying Luke's X-wing.
We both picked up the rules fairly quickly and manage three games in an hour. While I pointe dup the game to give her as much of an advantage as I could, she had a hard time against a patient, blood-thirsty father with good spacial skills and 30-odd years of experience on her. Below you can see her twisting her movement dial as we have an initial flypast.
The game has a couple of nice elements. One is that the maneuverable Tie fighters can barrel roll at the last minute to sneak out of the firing arc. Which is what I announced I was doing below. You can sort of see Jessica's disappointed expression in the reflection: she had me nailed except for the barrel roll.
I can't help but think it would be better with a couple of more ships. Coincidentally, Craig sent me this cartoon last week.
Up next: Some 1/72-scale Persian horsemen. Then maybe a game with Bruce.