My first was a case-computer where you could have taken it wherever you wanted. It was quite heavy and the keyboard was attached to it.
Then it broke, actually I broke it. :P I tried to fix some errors on the screen(computer technican at 14 :P ), without actually knowing what I was doing. :huh:
The screen was moveable up and down, so to hold the screen, I placed a glass full of water on the keyboard(how smart don't you think), I have no idea why I did it. To see any changes, I left the pc on while I was fixing the screen. I pushed some wires into the pc screen(how smart again :rolleyes: ) to somehow fix it.
The glass eventually fell over and the water, well, into the keyboard. Smoke was coming out of the computer and eventually filled up my room. :(
Then my dad came running into the room. He first tried to do something about the computer and then to kill me. I ran into the bathroom and stayed there for 2 hours untill the situation has calmed down. I still got beaten up and the computer landed into the rubbish bin.
Damn, if I had been alone, I could have burned down the whole house including myself. :blink:
Maybe I didn't wanted to do anything about the smoke 'cause I liked fire as hell.
That's the story of my first computer. Sadly we just had it for a month...