If you've ever wondered what goes into finding those rare nuggets, or just generally what goes into finding games, or even the trials and tribulations of the average collector, this article is a great read!
http://www.tollianweb.com/uc/Cosmic_Chasm_Cube_Quest.html
One quote from the above posting:
On April 28, 2007, I was moving a pinball game, carrying the head down three flights of stairs. Not a really heavy item, but bulky with no good place to grab it. Just as I started the last flight, I stubbed my toe into the carpet on the stair. My shoe stuck to the carpet a little bit. Normally wouldn’t have been an issue, but holding the head of the pin, it spun me around and I lost my balance. At the last second, I released the pin head and grabbed for the banister. My fingers grazed it, but not enough to hold on. I tumbled backwards head over heels about four times down a flight of 24 stairs, with the head of a pinball game bouncing down about a half second ahead of me. I heard the pin head crash onto the floor and the back glass explode and I mentally braced for some pretty bad cuts. As it turned out, as with most pinball back glasses, the glass was safety glass and shattered into about a million very small pieces. I didn’t get a single cut, didn’t shed a single drop of blood. However, I shattered my right hip, broke it in three places, splintered it, fractured it and sliced it open. It was a major injury. I would be in the hospital for a long time, then on crutches for four months and pretty much a shut-in at home facing a long and difficult recovery.
So why do we put ourselves through this?!?
Do the ends justify the means? Read the post above and judge for yourself...
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