Profile Atarian: 'Learned' Robb Hitchen
Ah! Those were the days. Back then the criteria for a kick ass gaming experience were simple: Did it play well. Graphics? Well, each system was pretty much pushed to the limits on a regular basis back then (or so it seemed to an 8 year old boy). Nope, it was the game that mattered.
Still, I never bought my own. Couldn't afford one, see. By time my folks got me a new games machine (A Spectrum 128k +2A in 1989, and a Sega Master System in 1990) , the trusty 2600 was relegated to the attic. My run in with Atari wasn't over though. In 1990, my friend became the coolest kid in town when he got a Lynx for Xmas. Again, me and Gary wasted many precious hours playing on the Lynx, especially California Games. Dammit, no handheld game has got me like that since. I loved that game. But still I didn't buy one.
As the 1990s progressed, I purchased other systems (Game Boy, Megadrive, PC), but an Atari system was conspicuous by it's absence. I had a close call on a Jaguar in the mid 90s, but losing my after school job put paid to that. Then, in July 2001 something weird happened. I was in my local Electronic Boutique, and there it was, A boxed Atari Jag, for 10 pounds! Whoa momma. Needless to say a Jag and a copy of Doom were purchased forthwith. Now my quest has begun, Eventually ALL the Atari system will be mine, and I will truly be an Atarian.