I tried it once on the speccy in 1985.....
I was taping the top 40 on a warm Sunday evening, off the radio AND playing on the computer.... yep, that's right, I had it all.... living the dream.... I had odd bright socks on.... I could do the robot dance at the youth club disco.... I was the only one in my class (apart from the school bully Piff) that could put an A4 piece of paper around my bicep and the two ends would not meet... I even had a Kevin Keegan perm...
Ultimately, after a couple of hours my mission was a failure, as my older brother came in and started jumping up and down, its what 14 year olds did apparently.... the floor boards were poorly put together, and the power cable to my speccy (which was on the floor) was, at best, erratic in its primary function of delivering power to said speccy... (I was given money to buy a new power pack but when Mum dropped me off at Big Bob's Computer shop I came out with a massive black bulging box with a set of wings on the front cover instead of power pack). In computer or gaming terms, it was of course the greatest choice I have ever made...
Maybe it was my young age, maybe it was my generation of not expecting everything I wanted right NOW NOW NOW, maybe it was my imagination or perhaps it was the small amount of hallucinogenic drugs one of the members of the hippie commune I grew up on used to slip into birthday cakes every now and then .... but I would happily watch the space dust fly by for an unhealthy amount of time just imagining what might appear in deep space at any moment. I would even throw myself around the room when I got hit in a dog fight.....
OK, I still do that last one sometimes when my kids are not watching. Whats the word....? Immersion?