I'm going to tell you a story about a traumatic experience from my childhood due to the game Rayman. I'm not a gamer, but I play games. I used to play games A LOT. I remember falling asleep with my Gameboy Colour in my hands and discovering the next morning that my mother had turned it off and having a major meltdown. Reading Annie's post on her rage quitting bought it all back to me. I am was not a rage quitter, when playing my Gameboy I actually got obsessed and really stressed out about it, I'm pretty sure it gave me grey hairs. I could not put the game down unless i'd completed the section and saved it which is why Rayman was my nemesis.
