Man, I remember playing Missile Command on my parents' Atari 2600 about a billion years ago. We only had three games, and one of those I won from a radio station (as I've mentioned before, we were quite poor). One of the games we had was Missile Command.

When you only have three games and your mother teaches piano, you can sneak in a few games...and get pretty good at them. I recall turning over the game after something like 6 straight hours of play (at a score of about million, IIRC). Anyway, I was at least king of Missile Command in my house, which is pretty cool when you're close in age to two brothers.

I played one level of this and got almost 40K. I need to walk away from it forever, or I will never get a damned thing done. If you are fortunate enough to have the time or not have such an addictive personality, here's a link to an online version, updated for the 30 year anni.

http://atari.com/missilecommand/ 

30 years? Jeebus, has it been that long already? And an Atari 2600...man, I must be like 200 years old.

I had the Adventure game for that thing.

I think I still have a working console around the house.

If I ever owned anything decent and didn't take it with me to law school, I'm sure my mother threw it out. I don't have any cool/sad stories to tell about baseball cards worth thousands that she gave away; we really WERE poor. However, my mom suffers from that disease that some women seem to get wherein they see something a guy has, they don't understand it, so they throw it out without ever asking.

*sigh* Mrs. Pacman seems to have the same disease, albeit to a smaller degree. Thankfully, that is the ONLY way she reminds me of my mother.