I used to be quiet a fan of Planetside. My subjective opinion is that it is simply the best game ever made...
I might have not been born with wings but I damn well earned that transportation citation. Remember those Magrider squads that drove funny? Well that was me and my drunk engineer buddies. Sometimes it was hard to tell us apart from newbies. Believe me I know. Erratic motion, variable aim, continuous exchange of creative terminology with friendly cloackers inappropriate for a game rated T... What gave us away as true psychopaths was the amount of observable shell impacts and bullet holes. All things considering though I was a pretty decent pilot as well. A flying Mag is as exhilarating from the inside perspective as it is breath taking from the outside. Quiet literally so as it lands on the observers face and half of their squad. I strongly believe that a world where you are not prosecuted but infarct encouraged by your superior officers to drive a tank in a state of severe intoxication and awarded medals for manslaughter, deserves a second chance. It just needs optional blood stains on everything (most importantly vehicles) and rag doll effects. May be something similar to Fallout 3 eye candy.
Alas the old days are gone now. I truly hope that one day demons of creation will pull their heads out of their asses and end the never ending Zerg fest with 3 guns that Planetside has become.