Crossbow
As a young teen I'd frequently hang out with my older brother Ben and all his friends. Maybe "tag along" is a more appropriate phrase.
Anyway, one Saturday Ben and his pals Mike and Eric went to the mall. I glommed onto this excursion and happily lurked in the shadows watching them play games at the video arcade - I had no money so I settled for being an observer.
Ben and Mike grew bored and wandered off but Eric stayed behind to work on his technique playing "Crossbow." It was a new and groundbreaking game at the time, so I couldn't help but stick around and stare at the screen all mesmerized.
As we were completely engrossed by the visuals neither of us noticed the guy approaching to snatch Eric's wallet, which he foolishly kept so obviously stuffed down his tube sock. It was such an easy grab and run. Realizing he just been robbed Eric let out the cutest high pitched yelp and unsuccessfully chased the culprit.
I was stunned by the sudden crime. But any negative feelings about that quickly subsided when I noticed - holy shit - Eric just put a fresh quarter into the machine. Sweet! I immediately seized the opportunity and grabbed on to the controls. The unplanned and unexpected Crossbow game was like a gift from god, and I thoroughly enjoyed it.
By the way Eric never got his wallet back. But who frickin' cares? I got to play Crossbow! For free!!