I was an evil exploiter

As most of you haven't read all my older posts, I'd like to link back to a post of mine from 2005, on how I was playing a game in what I thought was a "clever" way, but was seen by the gamemasters as "evil exploit". Can you imagine there were massively multiplayer games where players sent in their commands by post, and received printouts of the results? That was a quarter of a century ago, but feels even longer.