Pachinko in the Basement- NaBlPoMo 7

We just finished reading the book Pachinko which reminded me of playing Pachinko in the basement of Grammy’s house. We, the grand children, sat down there cross-legged on the white linoleum floor, smacking the lever on that machine watching that ball bouncing off the pegs. For literally hours.

Third generation of Pachinko playing
in the basement at Grammy's house.

I don’t know where that machine came from or where it ultimately wound up… I think at some point it broke.