This kid who was a few years older than me lived across the street; he was getting rid of his system and games since he outgrowing it. However, I will mostly always remember that guy for

ing SCREAMING out his kitchen window at me one time when I was riding my bike on his circle driveway ("DON'T RIDE ON HERE!!!!!!!"). Anyway, he dropped off an Atari 5200 and probably half a dozen games - the original 4 controller version, actually. This was probably...I dunno, 1985. It's funny, because many years later I read about the crash of 1983 but I got my first console right in the midst of it so I never had any idea the market had tanked. By '87 games and controllers (the latter of which needed to be replaced frequently) were becoming harder to find in stores and we eventually resorted to ordering several games and controllers through the mail right around Christmas, and it took FOREVER for the stuff to arrive. It still had the best ending ever though, as on 3/23 (my birthday) I was on the bus coming home. As we turned onto my street there was a UPS truck in front. I kept thinking "oh, it's probably my games!" when the odds of that were actually pretty low. Lo and behold, it WAS my stuff as the driver gave me the package after I got off the bus. To this DAY I find it had to believe that my parents didn't somehow arrange that, even though it seems impossible.
Looking back I see why it flopped, but damn if some of those games weren't outstanding. By far the best home version of Pac-Man at the time, and Star Raiders is something I liked then and appreciate even more now.
By the time it was pretty much impossible to get any new stuff for it, the NES had hit its strde and I got one for Christmas of '88. Pretty academic from there.
[quote name='RedvsBlue']Perfected?
Hardly. That's like saying someone's perfected pulling out of your mom, and we all know that's not the case cause unfortunately the world is stuck with you.[/QUOTE]
Ouch. Game, set, match RvB.