I was 5. I looked in my closet and there was the Nintendo 64 my aunt got me for my 3rd birthday. I pulled it out, and I found the 2 games that my cousin had given me. Pikachu's Adventure (or something of that nature), and The Legend of Zelda, Ocarina of Time.
I pulled OoT out, and it took me days to figure out what to do, what the controls were, or where to go. I got into the Deku Tree with the help of my best friends 10 year old brother, and I kept going. I didn't play consistently, but by the end of Kindergarten (probably a month or two later), I beat the 1st Dungeon. I sucked and still do suck at video games. Took me forever. I kept trucking, but didn't play consistently, as I had just got smash bros. But over time, I kept going back to it, and at my same best friend's 7th Birthday party, I turned into Adult Link. Over the next couple of years i got a gamecube and became busier and such, and by the time I turned 10, I had beaten the Spirit Temple. That was the one my cousin never got by, (as his profile was still in the 2 slot) and it meant a lot to me. After this, I sat in my room and beat the rest of the game on the last night of winter break. I finally finished it, and actually started tearing up and cried a bit. I spent almost 6 years of my life on that game, and that's why I keep playing other Zelda games. Because of Ocarina of Time.