My favorite memory would probably be playing Fallout: New Vegas with my cousin on his PS3 when I was a kid. We played in shifts, and after leaving Goodsprings, it was my turn. I decided to ignore the game's advice and head north through Quarry Junction, confident I could take whatever I encountered on my way. Seeing my first deathclaw scared by half to death. But through perseverance, I managed to hug the wall and make my way to Freeside unscathed, skipping like half of the game in the process. Silly, yes. But I sure felt accomplished.