The first time I realised hacking existed was tied into the world of computer games, way back on a Commodore 64 where hitting the
RUN STOP key allowed me to enter lines of code altering the game in some way (commonly called a
poke).
It pretty much blew my mind that with a few lines of code I could turn my weird-looking pixelated character made up of muddy green and brown hues into, well, a weird-looking pixelated character made out of slightly different shades of green and brown. A game of crazy golf became the Battle of the Somme. One time I turned a spaceship into a cucumber.
I can see you’re impressed.
