when i was 14 instead of focusing on any of my classes at high school i would literally just speedrun this all day, and one time a kid bet me $8 that i couldn't finish the first 50 or so levels in under 5 minutes or something like that, which i proceeded to do easily. he paid me the money, in a big ziploc bag of eighty 10c coins. later after school i tried to knick a tiramisu out of the fridge of a nearby cafe, but got caught by the manager on the way out. he told me to pay for it. coincidentally, the tiramisu also cost $8. few things have stuck in my mind over the years than the look on that guy's face when i produced the ziploc bag. he ordered me to sit, and proceeded to count out each individual coin. i don't know what i should take away from this memory, other than the knowledge that i was a dirtbag kid back then, and also that that was the exact moment my speedrunning career ended just as it had started. anyway, good game