First game was a Gottlieb 2001. I was in eight grade, saved it from the trash--next door neighbors were just going to chuck it. I think my mom paid their son $50 to carry it to the basement for us. Originally, it was supposed to be a fixer-upper for my dad, but he quickly lost interest and I took on the project. I'll never forget just how terrified I was to prop the playfield up for the first time.
To this day, it remains a very popular game among people who visit. I don't think it'll ever be going anywhere.