Home consoles killed the arcades in a big way. They still existed and people still went to them, but the hardcore score-chasing culture very swiftly died. Will is once again spinning an 80s movie-induced fantasy to fluff up his waning nerd credibility, and it's to a newer generation who can't see through the BS because it sounds credible enough to be true.The whole arcade machine story is just weird to me. I'm in the same generational demographic as Wil; I lived through those halcyon 80's and early 90's, with the dim arcades lit only by the glow of their CRTs. And trying to one-up over the 'other guy's initials was very much only an 80's thing in my opinion. Maybe it survived into the 90's but I never saw it.
But who goes on vacation, finds a Mr. Do! (seriously, Wil? Mr. Do!?) machine, and then obsessively plays it to beat the high score? To the point where you go home and (I presume) play it via emulator?
Wil is a very strange man, and would probably benefit from some therapy.