In the 80s there were SO many Commodore 64 games that half the time I had no idea what the hell I was supposed to be doing.Ocean’s 1985 The Transformers was the perfect example. I slapped in my copied tape (yeah… we all did it), waited through that beautiful loading screen, and suddenly I’m Optimus Prime… or maybe a random Autobot… or just a very lost truck?No manual. No instructions. Just pure chaos. I spent most of the game transforming back and forth like a confused robot having an identity c