Second edition is still fondly remembered by me and my mates, although we didn't play it in years. Was it perfect? No, certainly not. But we very much enjoyed it.

My most often told story of wargaming, which I remember very fondly, is the most hilarious moment of my Warhammer 40,000 games. In a very small game using 2nd edition rules, the Marines had a Rhino on the table, and the hardest hitting weapon of my Orks (mind, Orks – not Orcs) was a melter. The melter was not able to penetrate the Rhino's armour. Except the turret armour. Bravely, my Ork Boss moved in front of the Rhino, fired the melter, hit the turret and penetrated the armour. The roll on the armour chart caused an explosion which triggered another roll on the body damage chart, triggering an explosion in the body as well which resulted in the crew getting killed and sending the Rhino out of control. The brave Ork boss was rewarded with the out of control Rhino careening around him, rolling randomly across the board for two turns, before crashing into some trees.

This kind of experience is what I associate with Warhammer 40,000 2e.