When I was a kid, my dad helped me with bubble bobble. He then basically just took it over. He's the only reason I know that game has an end, and oddly enough, he's my first experience with speed running.
This was way back, so that wasn't really a thing back then, but he got so obsessed with that game, he would beat it twice every day he got home from work. It got to where he could do that pretty damned fast, and he just blew through levels due to memorizing every single thing.
He never really played videogames after that, aside from a brief love for the original you don't know jack. It's like he just absolutely dominated the one, and that was enough for him.
In 1989 my parents got divorced. I was 6. My dad went to go stay with a friend who had a kid my age, and we went there on nights we visited him.
One night I was sleeping in my friends room, my dad woke me in the middle of the night and brought me downstairs.
He and his buddy had been stuck on World 2-1 in Super Mario Bros for an hour, and had eventually got so frustrated that waking the kids seemed like the appropriate course of action
TooShiftyForYou on August 3rd, 2017 at 14:54 UTC »
A week later and Mom is still playing this game alone in her bedroom.
dis_ABLED on August 3rd, 2017 at 15:18 UTC »
When I was a kid, my dad helped me with bubble bobble. He then basically just took it over. He's the only reason I know that game has an end, and oddly enough, he's my first experience with speed running.
This was way back, so that wasn't really a thing back then, but he got so obsessed with that game, he would beat it twice every day he got home from work. It got to where he could do that pretty damned fast, and he just blew through levels due to memorizing every single thing.
He never really played videogames after that, aside from a brief love for the original you don't know jack. It's like he just absolutely dominated the one, and that was enough for him.
cheddarfire on August 3rd, 2017 at 15:21 UTC »
In 1989 my parents got divorced. I was 6. My dad went to go stay with a friend who had a kid my age, and we went there on nights we visited him.
One night I was sleeping in my friends room, my dad woke me in the middle of the night and brought me downstairs.
He and his buddy had been stuck on World 2-1 in Super Mario Bros for an hour, and had eventually got so frustrated that waking the kids seemed like the appropriate course of action
I cleared the level for him and went back to bed.