Yes finally ! . maybe I can get my first legendary now . <| sep |> Isn ' t there a game mode that was made just for that ? It even says no limits on it . You get the same experience for playing arcade so I don ' t understand why this is a problem <| sep |> Fair point . I ' m not arguing against the use of handbrake starts though , just stating that they do wear out . <| sep |> I DONT KNOW <| sep |> 3 % catch rate beldum caught in a beast ball , which is a pokeball with a extremely low catch rate on non Ultra Beast pokemon , leading to like a 0 . 25 % catch rate or something . <| sep |> So I updated to the newest version of spotify and restarted . seems to be ok now . <| sep |> Le Chiffre came quietly back into the room . He carried a pot of what smelt like coffee . He put it on the small table near thewindow . He also placed beside it on the table two other homely objects , a threefootlong carpetbeater in twisted cane and a carvingknife . He settled himself comfortably on the thronelike chair and poured some of the coffee into one of the glasses . With one foot hehooked forward the small armchair , whose seat was now an empty circular frame of wood , until it was directly opposite him . Bond stood stark naked in the middle of the room , bruises showing livid on his white body , his face a grey mask of exhaustion andknowledge of what was to come . ' Sit down there . ' Le Chiffre nodded at the chair in front of him . Bond walked over and sat down . The thin man produced some flex . With this he bound Bond ' s wrists to the arms of the chair and his ankles to the front legs . Hepassed a double strand across his chest , under the armpits and through the chairback . He made no mistakes with the knots and leftno play in any of the bindings . All of them bit sharply into Bond ' s flesh . The legs of the chair were broadly spaced and Bond couldnot even rock it . He was utterly a prisoner , naked and defenceless . His buttocks and the underpart of his body protruded through the seat of the chair towards the floor . Le Chiffre nodded to the thin man who quietly left the room and closed the door . There was a packet of Gauloises on the table and a lighter . Le Chiffre lit a cigarette and swallowed a mouthful of coffee from theglass . Then he picked up the cane carpetbeater and , resting the handle comfortably on his knee , allowed the flat trefoil base to lie onthe floor directly under Bond ' s chair . He looked Bond carefully , almost caressingly , in the eyes . Then his wrists sprang suddenly upwards on his knee . The result was startling . Bond ' s whole body arched in an involuntary spasm . His face contracted in a soundless scream and his lips drew right away fromhis teeth . At the same time his head flew back with a jerk showing the taut sinews of his neck . For an instant , muscles stood out inknots all over his body and his toes and fingers clenched until they were quite white . Then his body sagged and perspiration startedto bead all over his body . He uttered a deep groan . Le Chiffre waited for his eyes to open . ' You see , dear boy ? ' He smiled a soft , fat smile . ' Is the position quite clear now ? ' A drop of sweat fell off Bond ' s chin on to his naked chest . ' Now let us get down to business and see how soon we can be finished with this unfortunate mess you have got yourself into . ' Hepuffed cheerfully at his cigarette and gave an admonitory tap on the floor beneath Bond ' s chair with his horrible and incongruousinstrument .