When I was only 5 years old, my dad owned a newly released PS2. He never letted anyone touch it because he loved it so much. So, one day when he went to work, I decided to play with it. It was dusty so I took it outside and opened the hose and started washing it. My mom went to see what I was doing and then BOOM! went the dynamite. My dad got it replaced months later. I love Playstation for its loyalty.