When I lived in Japan, there was a pachinko arcade in my town that had nothing but pachinko machines lined up in rows like slot machines in a casino. They were skinnier than this, but a couple feet taller than me, and I'm 6" even.
It's illegal to gamble with money in Japan, but not to gamble with little metal balls, so you buy the balls, play with the machines, and sell back the balls you have left at the end. If you win more balls, then you get more money when you sell them back. A nice little legal loophole for gambling.
Hard disagree. I'm pretty damn good at pinball and I used to own a pachinko machine. It's fun. It gives you that little burst of serotonin when it goes in the right hole and the bells and sirens go off and a bunch more pachinko balls end up in the tray.
I don't have room for it today, but I miss it. I wish I had room for a pinball table. I even know the exact one I want- Funhouse. I kick ass at Funhouse. Plus, I love getting into an insult-slinging contest with the little ventrilquist dummy.
I miss our pinball machine we used to have. Of course I had to learn to solder because those damn flappers were always breaking because people were to rough on them. Did you have the same issues?
I really want a Safe Cracker machine, myself. There was a local restaurant in my small town growing up that had one and would reward you with a gold token every million points that could be redeemed for a large 1 topping pizza.