I was a little apprehensive about taking Oliver bowling for the first time, but the technology has advanced to the point where a three-year-old can roll a 101. He was given a ramp for launching his ball. Our attendant stuck a hook into our gutters and raised guardrails that would keep all but the wildest shots in play. Bad shots actually do better as they zig-zag back and forth.
Unable to sit through an entire game of Candyland, and usually indifferent to the concepts of winning and losing, Oliver knocked over three pins with his first roll and promptly pressed the 3 button on the scorer's table, all without me explaining the rules.
Unlike the driving games of my youth, in which you'd crash, be thrown from your vehicle, and laboriously shift through your gears again, the driving game in the bowling alley also had guardrails so that it was impossible to drive off the road.