Around 2003-ish when I was a kid, I went to a friend's house who's parents had PCs they let them play on.
They sat me down and had me play Rayman 1, and that was what introduced me to the concept of video games, and started my lifelong obsession with the medium, and the Rayman series.
They had a copy burnt to a CD, and I used to borrow it from them over and over so I could play it at home.
I was obsessed with the jungle backgrounds, and tried to draw my own backgrounds and levels for the game on paper, which sparked my love for art.
One year, those same friends got a Nintendo 64 with Rayman 2, and I was over there all the time wanting to watch them play it.
Eventually I got my own N64, and saved up enough money to buy their copy of Rayman 2 from them when they didn't want it anymore.
There was this time I wanted to trace the picture of Rayman from the cover to paper, so I put it underneath this mirror-lamp we had that projected anything underneath it onto the wall.
I spent so long tracing Rayman that the projector's hot lamp melted a big dent into the plastic on the top of the cartridge, and caused the label to fade. I still have this melted cartridge after all these years, and I confirmed just now that it surprisingly still works.
Once I found out there was going to be a Rayman 3, I was so excited! I got the demo, and I played it over and over and over. I kept drawing and designing levels on paper of what I thought the rest of the game was going to be like. Once I finally got it, I had such a hard time pulling myself away that my parents wouldn't let me play games anymore for awhile. Rayman 3 still has to be my favorite.
This was a lot, but it all happened in rapid succession, so it's all part of what introduced me to Rayman.