I had been playing "Space Invaders" for about two straight hours when I and an inexperienced co-pilot were launched to find a man believed to be injured who was lost in dense underbrush. After we got to the search pattern only 100 to 200 feet above the ridgeline we were searching, I started "seeing" (imagining) the Space Invaders descending down the windscreen. I gave the helicopter to my co-pilot, who continued the search at a higher, safer altitude. It took me about two minutes to de-program the Space Invaders out of my vision.
Why did this happen? Two hours of self-induced strong visual programming plus mental exhaustion from a normal day and intense game "arcade fever" combined to catch me off guard in a quiet moment in the I am sillyI am sillyI am sillyI am sillypit...The knowledge that I was dangerously close to "granitus" and a well-developed ability to concentrate on the instruments and facts pulled us out of that situation. Needless to say, I donít spend that extended a time period in the arcade anymore! (June 1984, #60)