In 1978 my dad brought home a super-flite. That was it. Until that point I was like others that had stated about just plunging and flipping. But since I didnt have to go broke learning the nuances and objectives, I was hooked. From that point on every campground, amusement park, restaurant, or shopping center that had a machine, I was playing it.
Fast forward to 1989 in the pizza shop I worked at. They had regularly rotated pairs (1 pin, 1 vid) so it was normal to have 4 of us in a spirited game of high speed or playing rush'n attack while waiting for f14 to open up.
Then one glorious day in November she showed up...
A brand new Elvira. I was in love and knew I wanted one. After 3 machines and 3 decades had gotten away from me, it finally happened