Many, many years ago, maybe 13 years ago – a superstitious number and an extremely unlucky number if your parents know Michael Jackson. My extremely happy relationship with this Doctor Cortex creation started one Christmas when Crash Bandicoot, the original game, was in my Xmas sack.
I remember one day defeating three bosses in one day, so my dad banned me from the Playstation and then proceeded to complete the game before me. What a soccer dad! Also, Jamie Staziker once came around and played on it and got banned by my Dad, because he didn’t like his style of playing the game; “button bashing and running. You never collect the Wumpa fruit”, not his precise words, but it was that sentence with different wording.
Two days ago, whilst stealing money, I found Crash Team Racing on the Gameboy and it has now become my waking up, just before bed and toilet activity – basically it has knocked wanking into 2nd priority.
Many good memories of Crash Bandicoot, later on today, whilst packing for university I am going to look for the Playstation versions of the game – wasn’t a big fan of the game they released on PS2 though – went too mainstream!!! I also remember the less successful re-boots, maybe I grew out of them and the Ratchet & Clank rip off which I played until I got stuck on about the sixth mission, that game was too highbrow for oneself.
I could never afford to have both Crash and Spyro on the Xmas list – were you Spyro or Crash kid?
