My story began when I was 15 when I got a part time job working in the local arcade and then during the next 3 summers working on the boardwalk arcades in NJ. Then when I was 22 my older brother moved into his new house and there it was, a 1964 World Fair in the basement, left by the previous owners. The machine did not work, so I bought it from my brother for $50 and took it home. Now I own my first machine, I spent 3 months working on it and learning the mechanical aspects of the machine and poof, working. Since then anything you put a coin in, jukeboxes, video games, pinball, gumball, slot machines, etc... I would buy, repair and sell. Over the years I Iost a great many of my games, but still have my World Fair. Some one recently asked me, when will I buy one of the new pins, e.g. Ghostbusters, I said once I find one broken down on a route, I would not know what to do with a machine that was out of the box. The fun aspect for me is the chase, the find and the repair. My final words about my addiction, there is a very big difference between getting a game working and fixing it...
PirateGnome
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Couldn't agree more. Broken games are the most fun.