I bought a modem very late in the day, in 1997, a Commodore 1670 1200bps modem. I first tried to connect Q-Link after getting the documentation bundled with the modem (I'd bought from some American crowd, SSI I think they were called) only to find that Q-Link had been gone for two years... was very disappointed! I then started to connect to British BBS' way back in the day with my C64, then my C128 when I read somewhere that the latter's frame buffer was 9K as opposed to the C64's measly 2.5K (plus, 80-column versus 40). Still, watching the screen draw in line by line... I remember dialling into Midnight Express (board of PD outfit Megatronix) and being insulted by Amiga and PC owners for connecting with such an old machine. Gits
After I messed around with that for a while I stopped dead when I realised the massive phone bills I'd rung up... oops! I then started browsing the Internet, still on my C128 and 1670, using NovaTerm 9.6 I believe. It was slow as hell and obviously I could see only text, but it was still amazing. That same year I got a pc, a piece of **** AST with a Pentium 133 and 16MB ram. I started to browse the 'net for real, and loved every second of it. It was a temperamental ***** of a pc, though, and the sound card would often fail - and since the modem was connected to the sound card, it often cut out. It also never let me play Jedi Knight online too, for some reason, which was my biggest motivation to get the pc.
Two years later I got a new pc for my 21st, a Compaq with 450MHz K6-II processor and 64MB of ram, though I still didn't have a proper internet connection (I was allowed to use my cousin's account from time to time). Like others in this thread, I used to call my friend up just as people had gone to bed and have modem to modem sessions in X-Wing vs. TIE Fighter. Trying to keep quiet, hoping nobody woke up hours later when we rang each other because something had gone wrong. Sometime later I finally got my own connection, and that's when the Internet really came into it's own for me - the white phone cable was to be found trailing out of my room and up the hall every night from then on for years.
I couldn't live without the 'net now, I'm completely glued to it. I go to work and stare at two monitors all day, and browse the 'net in between busy periods moments when there's nothing to do, then come home and immediately flip open my laptop to check up on things. Completely addicted
