I played GT2 when my father bought it for me a few Christmases ago. I remember him saying it just came out, and that it was just like real life. We played for a while, alternating between me and my brother, and we then went to bed at the end of the day. When I woke up, he had been playing for a while until he got his car in game. It was my favorite car, and my brother's as well.
Although this is in and of itself a great memory, it's made even better that he died three years later, and we had to sell his car to make sure my mom had enough money and could go back to school.
The number of memories I have of my dad I can count on my fingers, and GT happens to be one of those. Some say I'm a nerd or geek for playing GT, but I say it's because I can't drive real cars yet. That's true, but the other reason is that GT, GT2 to be specific, is burned into my memory. And I even dug up the original copy my dad bought, it was full of scratches, but it still meant much to me. I played it for hours straight. my mom asked me why I was playing such a low quality game, and I told her it was the one I always played that dad bought me. I had also been crying.
And that's why I love GT.