Yes, I’ll date myself and tell you that I’m old enough to remember playing pinball. (For that matter, I’m old enough to remember when the machines had real bells, and we had to walk 3 miles through the snow, uphill both ways to play them. And they took real quarters, not these token things Hey you kids–get off my lawn!)
Sorry–I guess I geezed out for a second. Anyway, Ars Technica has a good article on pinball machines, collecting and restoration thereof.
Hey, I remember when I was in a bar, drunk as a skunk, and me and these 3 German exchange students rolled a Lost World….