there are very very few things in this life that i know that i am great at...i am marginal at best at most things...but ms pacman...well kids...lets just say in the ms pacman encyclopedia i can be found under all of the above...super duper...excellent...garganuantly incredible...ms pacman king...great one...etc...

i walk into 1984 having not played in about 13-14 years...i walked out about 45 minutes later with the high score...and mrs rider was on my arm...metaphorically we rode off into the sunset...non-metaphorically we crossed the street towards the Y dodging traffic that should have been stopping to pay homage to the arcadanator...little did they know one of the all time greats had just stepped out of retirement to set one of the most important records of human history...poor atariless minded peasants...
mrs rider said the only thing that could have been better is if i would have been playing with my shirt off so she could have seen my ripped out muscles bulging as i moved the joystick eating power pellets and chomping on ghosts and fruit...
i slayed the dragon...and rescued the princess...
later from 3rd St.



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