
My experience with pinball is limited to my childhood, where each table competed in an intricate quarter based food web that consisted of gumball machines, temporary tattoo dispensers, and Rampage. As a young boy with but a single quarter to spare, I would almost always dispense it in the machine that provided the longest distraction, which was invariably not pinball.
For me, my time at a table would rarely last longer than few minutes, and I would often leave it feeling cheated -success seemed random, and I was never certain what I was doing wrong. The high scores that displayed upon my inevitable failure did little to inspire me – their values were exponentially greater than mine, and altogether unreachable. Zen Pinball replicates this experience to the letter.
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