I'm 57, I have an Aztec em and 2 ss pins. I started playing pinball by riding my bicycle to Zippee-dee pizza and feeding the machine nickels. Then somebody ratted me out to Mom. Pinball was the spawn of the Devil in Mom's mind. That was Mom's biggest come apart to date only to be topped by coming home with an Alice Cooper album, then the motorcycle. I still love the sound of the score motor and relays working.