I grew up with a Mac because my dad is an engineering professor, and most specialist software he needed didn’t run on Windows. The name of this flight sim evaded me for so long because I grew up with a Mac, and no one ever talks about the few scrappy games that were available to us, the children of the nineties who, for one reason or another, got stuck with the uncool operating system. I learned this only twenty years later, when I recognised it in a video compilation of old games. Unable to control my plane, I could only watch it spiral and crash.
I remember a blue sky and green land and some yellow rectangle where I was supposed to land, but couldn’t, because I was three or four years old and videogames were new and confusing. My first videogame memory is about falling.
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