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A 4th year student at The University of Abertay, Dundees project diary for his BSc in Computer Games Technology. The topic? Real time ray tracing as a next-gen. Rendering approach for computer games. The End is Nigh! View my complete profile. Thursday, 14 May 2009. The End is Nigh! Ive not done any coding since the last update. I managed to sensibly draw that part of the project to a close and have been really concentrating on the dissertation. Im in the final stages and as it stands Im. Looks like i.CONTENT
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