I threw away enough money to feed 7,000 starving Africans in the arcades back then. Yes, those Africans died, but M. Bison's reign of terror had come to an end. If I wasn't playing, I was watching someone else play. Those were great times. Every time you'd go to the arcades, you were witness to technology light years beyond what was at home. There was an airplane flying game (G-LOC, I think it was called) that actually spun the player around and upside down as it followed the action on screen! Those were magical times.
And tragic times for thousands of starving 3rd world children.








