If you know any arcade games better than these two, I’d love to hear your picks!

I remember learning what rage was at the controls of a Simpsons Arcade Machine. The place: My local Golf ‘N Games The Date: Like late 80s? Early 90’s? I am coming into the arcade after a sweet three under par round of mini golf. I’m riding a high of sugar, pizza, and caffeine from the “s******” I just made at the soda fountain when lo, I saw it. There was no one at one of the stations on The Simpsons. It was going to be the perfect ending to a perfect Friday night out for all As. I plunked in a quarter. I gave my fingers a blow meant to bring luck and tactile superiority, while really only blowing pizza crumbs on the screen. Ah, Moe’s Tavern. I’ve heard of this joint. I made my way through without problem, laying waste to enemies modeled after literally no one who had ever appeared on a show that had literally hundreds of fucking background characters to this point. We had an epic team. We all knew how to combine characters and forces for special moves that machine had never knew we knew from Gamefan. Then it came like always. The blow up your balloon mini game. I was ready. I was hopped up like a madman. I started pounding the buttons. I beat them to holy hell. I smashed those plastic buttons relentlessly. The clicks echoed across the room and bounced back, ringing in my ears. Then it happened. The thing I wasn’t prepared for. That no one could prepare for. When some SNOT NOSED LITTLE FIVE YEAR OLD CUNT THAT WASNT EVEN PLAYING THE GODDAMN GAME SLAMS HER HANDS DOWN ON YOUR HAND AND STOPS YOU FROM HITTING THE BUTTONS AND YOU COME IN FOURTH!!!!!!!!!! I felt it then. A rage I had never known before. I glared at the girl with a fiery look that had previously only been given with the heat from Satan himself. She laughed and ran away. It was the most random girl that I only saw for about ten seconds. It was that day I learned a valuable lesson. Rage will find you. It will strike when you least expect it in ways you can’t plan for and faster than you can fathom. You must let it run away just as quickly. Don’t let a little girl like rage control you. But I swear to God if I ever find that little shit I’m gonna kick her in the shin.