Oh, don't be daft.

Now, if you pardon my plain speaking, gentlemen... are you all... starkraving, totally blinking daft?

Now I don't just mean in the field of daft macho Edwardian style derring do, but also in the fields of pancreatic cancer, there is something addictive about this, and in my case,

Anyway, level 4 you fight giant robots with a dog head from the Daft Punks, black Power Rangers, things that shoot lightings, green puddle that's movable, giant rats, very bats snow boots, very beaut spiders, fidgetier big ants