
Hours upon hours playing 1979 Countdown pinball machine.
Damn. In the mid-80s I lived in an apartment complex called Garden House that was just down the highway. I used to walk to that place to play video games, buy gummy bears, throwing stars, and metal albums -- all things a growing boy needs. It was always sort of a dumpy mall with the dollar movie theater, but it was the only one I could actually walk to. Town East was nicer and had all the hot girls, but I couldn't hoof it there. RIP Big Town!
TRON!!!!! Enough said. I could play this game literally for days on one quarter.
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