Oh, yeah, forgot to mention. Somehow, Sarah persuaded me to buy Ms. Pac-Man at RadioShack.
“Somehow”. Yeah, right. I used to spend hours playing Ms. Pac Man at the FSU Student Union arcade. There was a Ms. Pac Man machine in there that was a little flakey, and if you kicked it just right in just the right place, it gave you free games. The Centipede game was the same way.
Now I can play Ms. Pac Man and Galaga and Pole Position for hours at a time, but without the arcade manager catching me and chasing me out with threats of violence.