The 90's were a beautiful time, a time of surplus, a time of Tamagochis, Pogs, and Power Rangers (The REAL Power Rangers), a time when we simply feared less... that is, unless you frequented the same arcade as Jacob. Then you knew true video game terror. 'Alien' may make you doubt the necessity of space travel, 'Slender' may have you questioning that late night stroll through the wood, and '5 Nights at Freddy's', may put you onto frozen pizza for a while (before you remember how much better the ordered stuff is). But nothing is more terrifying than working your way through the crowd in front of your favorite game, to witness a child, not more than 7 years old, barely tall enough to see over the controller stand, fighting any who dare step next to him. Seeing that smiling face thank you for the match, after leaving your favorite character as more of pixelated lump of flesh, than man, beast or otherwise. This is our truest video game fear. Jacob made this fear a reality when his mother let him loose at the arcade while she did her weekly shopping. Eventually a time came when the arcade he held so dear, closed. Jacob was left to fend for his own video gaming needs and sustained himself with his Super Nintendo console, Street Fighter being a notable favorite. Some how with the amount of time he invests in video games, he is still manages to be the most athletic of the group. When you see Jacob talking about his love of all things gaming, a curiosity arises. I see it a lot like Mexican Judo... Judo know if he plays video games, Judo know if he lifts, Judo know mang... jus, Judo know..