The only time I ever went to Pachinko, it was with a cousin-in-law. The first thing he taught me was how to place a coin at the right place to hold the dial. Th

The only time I ever went to Pachinko, it was with a cousin-in-law. The first thing he taught me was how to place a coin at the right place to hold the dial. That leaves you with almost no interaction with the machine, except when it wants you to press buttons in the middle once in a while. Combined with the noise and (at the time) smoke from cigarettes, it was a dreadful experience.