I want to tell you something about my playing experience. Here is the first chapter of the story. I hope it reminds you of the good old days.
When I was a little girl, my dad had a PC and a game called Grand Prix. The picture above reminds me of it, although we had it black and white. My dad let me and my big brother J play it, and with the help of my well-disposed brother I managed to open the computer and start the game.
But oh boy the game was difficult! I couldn’t keep the car on the track, and as a result I drove somewhere outside of it all the time. Or wrong way, if that was possible. It didn’t make sense at all! I think I managed to drive the whole lap sometimes, but it must’ve taken hours. I can still hear the annoying voice of the Formula 1 car in my ears.
Do you remember Grand Prix? What was your first contact with games?