Coming clean here: I am a poser. I parade around like a big time gamer who grew up playing and beating tons of NES classic titles. In reality though, it didn’t happen that way. My folks got me a Nintendo when I was five years old in Christmas of 1990. I had no idea what it was or what it did. I didn’t even really like it. I much preferred making car noises with my mouth and pushing Matchbox cars around on a rug.