I was also barely a teenager around that time. I remember thinking that finally having a TV in my room was groundbreaking because I didn't have to share console time with my older annoying sister. We did have separate consoles, but we didn't have separate memory cards, so we were both still forced to play games at separate intervals until I finally got my own. Naturally, the fight that led to this happening was when my sister pissed me off so much I deleted her save game by overwriting it with my own. She later discovered that I was doing much better at it than she was, and I that wasn't much further, so she just picked up where I left off. Ah, the problems from the old days . . .