A few years ago, when a few friends spurred me to suggest playing at Pinball, I was happy and gratified that there was no gender discrimination in this struggle. But when in the first minutes of the game, a few bullets hit my body and I was fired from the game, while my body was still cool, and I had no particular preparation for a thrilling and thrilling game, nor did I know what should be considered and evaluated. And how to decide, my only achievement of the game was the bruising of bullets that were not good until two weeks later. It turned out that I was not looking for a motive as a woman to follow it, but the taste of particular excitement was immortal in my mind for a few minutes!