One of my friends had a ZX81 when we were kids.

If you went round this house he'd have to start it loading from cassette while you went out to play in the garden.

When you'd had enough pretending to be the A-Team you'd creep back, praying no one sneezed or farted lest the RAM pack wobbled and you have to start over.

I'd claim this was the Gen X equivalent of the Four Yorkshiremen sketch but if you told kids t'day they'd nare believe you.

Good times.