Well I've had an AC/DC for a few months now, and found it unbelievably frustrating - drains down the sides, drains down the middle - and confusing - jam multiball, album multiball, what the hell do you have to do with this song and that song, games lasting two minutes, arrggggh want to chop the machine up in to firewood.
Yet something kept me coming back to it, ploughing throught the damn rules, figuring it all out.
And tonght it finally happened. It all clicked, one of those games where every shot you try you make, your brain is buzzing at 100 miles an hour taking in the game, figuring out what you have to do next, what shot you need to make, music pounding - you're at one with the machine: pingasm.
I was on the machine for about half an hour, and when the game finally finished I had to sit down and take a few deep breaths, slightly dizzy.
Finally, I get it. This machine is fantastic. I'm buzzing so much and my heart is beating so fast I have to let it all out here or I'll have to go and run around the block a few times. Sorry if this is incoherent, and thanks for listening.
To paraphrase Alex Ferguson: Pinball. Bloody hell.
Yet something kept me coming back to it, ploughing throught the damn rules, figuring it all out.
And tonght it finally happened. It all clicked, one of those games where every shot you try you make, your brain is buzzing at 100 miles an hour taking in the game, figuring out what you have to do next, what shot you need to make, music pounding - you're at one with the machine: pingasm.
I was on the machine for about half an hour, and when the game finally finished I had to sit down and take a few deep breaths, slightly dizzy.
Finally, I get it. This machine is fantastic. I'm buzzing so much and my heart is beating so fast I have to let it all out here or I'll have to go and run around the block a few times. Sorry if this is incoherent, and thanks for listening.
To paraphrase Alex Ferguson: Pinball. Bloody hell.
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