Games From my Childhood
These are the games that nursed by once-nascent affection into the full-blown obsession it is today. I'll love them always, regardless of actual merit.
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An arcade classic. I wasn't strong enough to control the force feedback from the wheel in the better cars and my father always beat me.
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Played for the first time in the basement of FAO Schwartz on the gold cartridge. Terrifying and wonderful, when I finally brought my own copy home I immediately jumped off the Gerudo bridge. Lake Hylial was so unknown to me that I restarted my game lest I become lost forever in the game's massive world.
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The first home console game I ever played. My babysitter's daughter had a Genesis that would have played unto starvation.
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Thinking about this game just now, I finally figured out how a Light Gun has to work. Point being: its very existence was incredible to me at the time and remained so for many years.
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My father's favorite game from his own misspent youth. I beat him once. By getting him drunk.
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This one crossed over into my adolescence, but I'll put it here anyway for its indelible effect on my childhood. When all instructional programs failed, this was the game that taught me how to touch type. Train to zone!
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Posted far and away the best score in my third grade class with a kid named Brandon Alexander. Douchebag he was, but our collective Dinopark acumen was unmatched.
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A pleasant distraction that kept me sane over hundreds of trips between parents. A gem to this day.
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