Street Fighter II

If you've never thrown a Hadouken in a heated match of Street Fighter II, have you really gamed? This titan of the arcade era didn't just eat quarters; it devoured whole afternoons. Imagine the scene: lines of eager players, each one strategizing their next move or nursing bruised egos. And the debates? Endless. Best character? Best combo? Please, like there's any contest when E. Honda’s hundred-hand slap exists. It's not just a game; it's a cultural phenomenon that turned us all into combo-spewing, joystick-wrecking fiends.