09th Feb 2012
Being a child of the eighties, I have fond memories of the earliest years of video games. But the fondest... Being a child of the eighties, I have fond memories of the earliest years of video games. But the fondest of these would have to be the memories of my time spent in my local arcade. The art of the cabinets. The feel of the joystick. The warm glow from the machines that would bathe my face in light. It...
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