I usually keep the two subscribers that are very easy to do a mat/mail box combo for 1,050 points and one extra for buffer.
The rest I drop so I can break their windows for big points.  

 

MONDAY
 
Here it was, 6 AM on Monday morning and I was eagerly awaiting the start of my new job.  I stood outside the front door to the newspaper office clad in my lucky karate vest and my favorite Contra hat.  I even brought along my brand new 21-speed Enduro Racer bike by Sega Sports I had gotten for my birthday.  As I stood there waiting for Big Boss to arrive and unlock the front door, I heard huffing and puffing behind me.  I turned around to see Bo Abobo slowly pedaling his way toward me on his bike…a bike that was like two sizes too small for him!  I chuckled to myself at the sight of the huge, sweaty bully struggling to pedal on his bike.  He stopped right next to me and dropped the kickstand on his bike as he mopped sweat from his clean-shaven head.  Suddenly, he thrust an arm out and pushed me hard, causing me and my bike to topple over into a nearby bush.  “Hey, what the heck” I shouted as I pulled myself to my feet.  “Only wimps show up to work early, BIMMY” Bo Abobo taunted as he laughed loudly.  “Yeah, well at least I actually fit on my bike” I shouted back.  I could see anger spread across Bo Abobo’s face as he balled his hands into fists, ready to throw a punch at me.  “Good morning, fellas” I heard a gravelly voice reply from behind us before Bo Abobo had a chance to hit me.  Without even turning around, I realized it was Big Boss arriving for the day and he brushed past us without acknowledging us even further, a lit cigar already in his mouth.  “Follow me” our new boss replied as he unlocked the door to the newspaper office.
 
Inside the office, he led us to the printing press room where a bunch of rolled up newspapers sat in a pile on the floor next to a couple of large, brown satchels.  “Okay, these are your satchels and enough newspapers for you both to deliver to each of your subscribers” Big Boss said as he took several heavy puffs on his cigar.  I reached down and picked up a newspaper to see what the headlines were for the day.  Several big headlines caught my eye, including “Nova saves Neo City from aliens with famed Power Blade,” “Sonic the Hedgehog sets world record on 100-meter dash,” “Little Mac wins WVBA title by defeating Mike Tyson,” and “Buck Bumble theme song reaches no. 1 on the Billboard Hot 100.”  I’m not kidding, it really was number one!  Just give it a listen:
 



 
Is it stuck in your head now?  Good    Anyway, as I gazed at the front page of the paper, Big Boss glared at me angrily as he snatched the newspaper from my hands.  “That paper is NOT for you to read” he scolded as he rolled it up and threw it back into the pile.  “Those are for paying customers ONLY!  Don’t let me catch you doing that again.  Anyway, today you are both going to deliver papers on Easy Street.  You will each be assigned to one side of the street and one side of the street only.  No trading sides!  Bo, you will take the right side.  Bimmy, you will take the left side.”  “Um, sir” I replied nervously as I held up a finger.  “My name is actually Billy, not Bimmy.”  Big Boss’ eyes narrowed as he glared at me and slid his cigar from one corner of his mouth to the other.  “Billy, Bimmy, what’s the difference” he replied as he continued to glare at me.  “Well, sir, Bimmy isn’t actually a real name and…” I started, attempting to correct my new boss before Bo Abobo could have a field day with the whole Bimmy thing again.  “Okay, time is a wastin’ here” Big Boss shouted as he glanced down at his watch.  “You both get out there and deliver those papers or the top headline in tomorrow’s paper is going to read ‘New paperboys fired for slacking on first day of job!’”  Bo Abobo and I quickly snatched up a satchel, a few armloads of newspapers, and off we pedaled like madmen toward out first delivery route.
 
Easy Street was exactly how it sounded…easy!  As I neared my first house, I reached into my satchel, scooped up a newspaper, and heaved it toward the front door.  It landed with a thud right on the doormat right in front of the door!  Score one for Billy Lee!  Bo Abobo on the other hand, missed the mark on his very first throw.  He hurled his newspaper through the air and smoked a hanging flower pot on the front porch of his first house.  The pot landed on the porch with a mighty crash and shattered into a million pieces as he pedaled away quickly to avoid being spotted by his subscriber.  At my next house, the occupant was standing on the front porch with a cup of coffee in their hand.  They smiled and waved to me as I tossed the paper their way.  It landed right at the bottom of their front step and the occupant gave me a thumbs up as he bent down to grab it.  At this point, I was totally pumped!  I had two successful deliveries and got a thumbs up!  How cool is that?  I glanced over at Bo Abobo and I could see him scowling at my success.  At his second house, that occupant was standing outside waiting for their delivery.  Bo Abobo grabbed another paper from his satchel and heaved it in their direction.  The only problem was that he missed by a mile!  The paper landed in the bushes like 10 feet away from the homeowner.  I watched as the man reached over as far as he could to retrieve the paper, only to fall headfirst into the bushes.  Bob Abobo once again pedaled away in a hurry to avoid getting yelled at.  The next house I came to had a paper box attached to the railing of their front porch.  Without even trying (and I’m serious about this), I tossed a newspaper toward the front door and I watched in awe as the paper bounced up the railing to the front steps and landed perfectly in the box!  “Oh hell YEAH” I exclaimed as I pumped my fist in the air in excitement.  I glanced over at Bo Abobo once again and I could tell he was not amused.  In an attempt to show off and pull off a cool stunt like me, he turned his back to his next house and threw a newspaper over his shoulder.  The paper arced high through the air, bounced off the siding of the house with a loud thud, and landed in the kiddie pool out front with a mighty splash.  I laughed loudly at my lunkheaded rival as he once again hurried away from yet another unsuccessful delivery.  I was in the zone once I reached my next house and chucked the newspaper gracefully through the air.  This time the paper landed in the paper box without bouncing off anything!  Nothing…but…box!  At this point, I could tell Bo Abobo was downright pissed at me.  An ugly and evil sneer crossed his face as he pulled a newspaper from his satchel and aimed it right at me.  “Stop showing off and making me look bad, BIMMY” Bo Abobo shouted as he chucked the newspaper in my direction.  I ducked in just enough time to see it land in a bush.  “Missed me by a mile, ugly” I taunted as I sped up.  Bo Abobo sped up a little bit, well at least as well as he could on that tiny bike of his, and threw another paper at me.  This time it hit the front window of a house and shattered it into a million pieces.  “Cut it out, Bo” I shouted seriously.  “Hold still so I can hit you” he exclaimed as he threw another paper in my direction.  Not surprisingly, he missed, but he totally took out a mailbox, knocking it from its post as it clattered noisily on the pavement.  As we neared the end of the street, I noticed a man bent under the open hood of his car as he worked on some part of the engine.  Bo Abobo once again reached into his satchel and grabbed a newspaper with his pudgy hand.  He lifted it high over his head and put me in his sights, only this time, he had a perfect shot at me.  “This time I’ve got you, BIMMY Lee” Bo Abobo exclaimed as he heaved the paper in my direction.  At the absolute last second, I wiped out on my bike and fell into some bushes as the newspaper sailed just over my head.  I watched in complete awe as the paper sailed toward the man working on his car and hit the hood prop.  The hood came crashing down on the man, pinning him against his engine.  I could hear him cursing loudly as he struggled to get out from under the hood, his legs wiggling wildly in the air.  “Oh SHIT” Bo Abobo shouted loudly and pedaled off in a hurry in the hopes that no one other than me saw what he did.  I quickly pulled myself from the bush, stood my bike up, and rushed away to keep up with my rival.
 
Back in Big Boss’ office, Bo Abobo and I sat in complete silence as we waited for our new boss to return.  I could feel Bo Abobo’s angry stare a few times stabbing into the side of my head as I looked straight ahead, avoiding any eye contact I could with the bully.  Suddenly, the office door flew open and Big Boss entered.  We both jumped as he strode over to his desk and plopped down in his leather chair, a cigar hanging from one corner of his mouth.  He stared straight ahead at us angrily as he puffed heavily on the cigar.  “Bimmy” he shouted as he fingered through some papers on his desk.  “You did a great job today.  I had a few subscribers phone in compliments on how you handled your delivery route.  Congratulations.  The newspaper has earned some new subscribers because of you.”  A huge smile instantly spread across my face.  I didn’t know what to say to the grizzled man in front of me except “That’s great, sir, but my name is not…”  “And Bo” Big Boss shouted as he ignored me completely.  “What in the hell is the matter with you!!  I got tons of complaints that you damaged property and couldn’t even throw a newspaper on a front porch to save your life!  One person phoned in and said, and I quote, ‘Some fatheaded, ugly kid threw my newspaper into my kid’s pool and now it’s ruined.  I want a refund.’  We lost five subscribers today on account of your idiotic actions!  What do you have to say for yourself?”  Bo Abobo sat in the stuffy office in silence and just hung his head, muttering something that neither Big Boss nor I could understand, but sounded something similar to “Eff off.”  Big Boss leaned forward in his chair, a huge scowl spreading across his face.  “What did you just say” he questioned as he pushed his face closer to Bo Abobo.  “Speak up, I can’t hear a damn word you’re saying!”  Bo Abobo slowly lifted his head and stared hard at Big Boss, an angry look on his face.  “I said Bimmy was showing off and distracting me.  That’s why I messed up so bad today” the bully finally answered loudly.  Big Boss’ eyes nearly bugged out of his head at the statement.  I thought the man was going to flip his lid.  “Showing off” he shouted.  “At least he delivered all of his damn papers!  Unlike you!”  At that moment, the office door flew open and Big Boss’ secretary, Doris, stood behind us with a brown paper bag in her hand.  “Not now, Doris, I’m busy” he shouted without even lifting an eye toward her.  “Sir, your bagel and cream cheese from Panic Restaurant is here” Doris exclaimed as she walked toward the desk and dropped the bag in front of his face.  Without even flinching, and still looking angrily at Bo Abobo, Big Boss yanked the bagel from the bag and took a big bite out of it, all with the cigar still firmly planted between his lips.  As Doris shuffled toward the door, she quickly turned around to face Big Boss once again.  “Oh, and one more thing, sir” she replied with a snarky tone in her voice.  “Your doctor’s office called and said the prescription for your anti-anal itching cream is ready for pick up at Dr. Wily’s Pharmacy.”  “Thank you, Doris” Big Boss replied through clenched teeth as Bo Abobo and I tried to hold back laughter.  His eyes burned with rage as we tried unsuccessfully to stifle our laughter.  “What are you two idiots laughing at” Big Boss roared as he slammed his hands down on his desk.  Bo Abobo and I immediately stopped laughing and sat up straight in our chairs, afraid that our laughter might bring about consequences.  “Bo, you better do better tomorrow or you’re going to find your sorry ass without a job come Wednesday morning” our Boss threatened as he took another large bite out of his bagel.  “Now, both of you get out of my office.  I will see you tomorrow morning.”  Bo Abobo and I both jumped from our seats and rushed for the office door.  I threw open the door and both of us tried to rush through at the same time, nearly getting stuck in the door frame as a result.  We both squeezed through after a few seconds and ran down the hallway as if we were being chased by the giant stone boulder from Raiders of the Lost Ark.  Day One of our paperboy job was in the books, but Day Two, Tuesday, would be an even bigger adventure for one of us.

I have never played Paperboy 2 on the SNES, but I will take an honest shot at it during the week, provided no one beats my score in the next few days.  
Sadly, I don't have it on cart form, so I will have to play on an emulator, using a keyboard. It will be... interesting.

Also, looking forward for the tomorrow's update, Bimmy. Those are being really fun.  

 

Already beat ya Bea. I'll update my score later today, but I hit 155k.  

So I have work to do tonight.  
I won't give up easily. By the end of the week, the title of "best" Paperboy shall belong to a girl!

 

7,300... That's participation at least, right?

I've beaten the game before with a pretty good score and got 6th place in the 2014 contest.  This week I'll probably try a few times and call it a week.

Here are the scores from the 2014 contest!

PAPERBOY RESULTS

1st: 166,900 – duncan +11 points
2nd: 153,950 – BriGuy82 +10 points
3rd: 147,550 – LukeAF24 +9 points
4th: 142,950 – arch_8ngel +8 points
5th: 135,800 – guillavoie +7 points
6th: 134,850 – arnpoly +6 points
7th: 108,100 – Caleb47 +5 points
8th: 107,350 – BilltownSparty +4 points
9th: 94,850 – pats1717 +3 points
10th: 72,700 – cgfeelit +2 points

PARTICIPATION

70,750 – gutsman004 +1 point
59,400 – tyrantrum85 +1 point
47,750 – quiet451 +1 point
45,100 – Vectrex280996 +1 point
44,700 – mattyjmania +1 point
36,500 – Thundercat08 +1 point
31,300 – sunsetflip84 +1 point
29,900 – dataz722 +1 point
27,150 – th0rpe +1 point
22,600 – jump_man95 +1 point
20,000 - treismac +1 point
18,500 – Mega Mario Man +1 point
15,650 – dropkickorange +1 point
10,100 – EgasKrad +1 point
5,850 – Dennis Fleaman +1 point
4,550 – Velinos +1 point
2,600 – renderling +1 point

I expect Brock to get over 150k despite saying how much he hates this game.

And I have a new goal to beat 166,900 points tonight.
Which I also feel Bert will try to achieve. I will have to have surgical precision with my newspapers tossing to break as many windows as possible on my run.

Edit:
Reference video for everyone.



This is crazy.

Edit 2:
How the heck is he putting 2 newspapers at the mail boxes?
I will have to figure this out tonight.

Damn. You took that last place spot.
 

I'm terrible at this game. I remember playing it in the arcades as a kid and just chucking newspapers through windows, not realizing there was an actual point to the game.

I had never thought of that -- great observation. 
 

Well, in the spirit of sharing tips and what not, I'll give you a clue.  There are two buttons on the controller that throw papers.  Hit 200k Bea!
 

That is my plan for tonight, now that I know it is possible to double score on mailboxes.
I thought it to be impossible, but that was most likely due to badly timed throws. The second newspaper would hit the mailbox one or two frames after. I forgot that A also threw newspapers.  

I need to devise a new strategy, though. I usually drop as many subscribers as possible so I have more windows to smash. Now I will have to keep at least 7 or 8 of them instead of only 3.  

Yeah, my first run, I just made sure to keep at least the first house.  When I hit 155k, I kept every subscriber, but didn't worry about the resubs as they're only worth 300 points.

Exactly. And they usually have at least 3 windows that are worth 300 points per when they aren't resubs. Not worth it to keep them.  

I'm working on this one. It's also my FINAL week of graduate school.

I feel like both deserve my time.  

Yeah... about that

Right now I'm questioning if fighting skinny for 7th place is worth the effort

Updated my score a wee bit. That tip was most useful, Bert. Thank you.  
I managed to beat 200K points by a tiny bit with it. I need to get better at the throw two papers at once technique, though.
There is quite some room for improvement on my score.

Cmon SANDAFLOOR! I haven't even played it yet. But I say we go for the 150k!! 

Or participation   
i don't think I've ever made it past Wednesday or Thursday. 
 

53,950

Just remember, I will probably put 10-15 minutes into this game and get 3 points....I know I can get participation first try since last time I played I got up to 30k-ish.
 

Congrats for this pal, this is definitely worth being proud of.

TUESDAY
 
Our assignment on this beautiful Tuesday morning was Nintendo Street, a neighborhood full of huge houses and some very famous people.  I’ll tell ya, I had never been so star struck in all my life!  I wanted to get so many autographs, but I knew if I did, I would get in trouble with the boss.  My first delivery was the one, the only, Mega Man!  He even tipped me five bucks for landing the paper right on his front porch!  I was envious of Bo Abobo’s first delivery as I’ve always wanted to meet the super cool intergalactic hero, Vectorman!  And Bo Abobo even landed on the front porch with that delivery!  It looked like things were already starting to improve for the ugly bully.  My next delivery ended up being my eventual buds the Battletoads!  Of course, at the time they were just teenagers like me and living with their parents, Blackhead and Eczema.  As I neared their house, I saw Jerms sitting on the front porch devouring a hot dog when Rash walked out the front door and waved to me.  “Throw the paper in the air and watch this” he exclaimed as I reached into my satchel.  As I threw a newspaper into the air, he whipped his tongue out lightning quick and caught it in midair!  I cheered him on as he rolled his tongue back and grabbed the paper with one hand.  Bo Abobo’s next customer was this short little guy with a long nose named Quinn-Bert Chester Hyram Ulysses Barnaby, or, Q-Bert for short (This was Q-Bert’s grandpa, by the way.  Remember, the Q-Bert I would eventually get to know was living in River City at the time).  Anyway, Bo Abobo threw the paper high into the air, attempting to repeat the success of his first delivery, but fell a little bit short.  The paper landed right on Q-Bert’s head, causing him to shout out “!#?@!”  When I got to my next customer’s house, my eyes just about bugged out of my head!  The next house I came to belonged to the Aran’s!  Yeah, that’s right, I was delivering to the house of the super hot Samus Aran!  All I can say is hubba hubba!  I would be lying if I said she wasn’t my first crush, and damn, was she ever a hottie!  And you should have seen what she was wearing when she came to get the paper!  She was in her bra and underwear!  I mean, DAMN!  Just look at her:
 

 
As I tossed the newspaper through the air, I whistled at her loudly.  To my surprise, she struck a sexy pose, winked at me, and blew me a kiss as the paper landed on the front steps of her house.  Man, I’ll tell ya, I was harder than the kickstand on my bike after that little show (Oh, and please don’t tell Marian about this.  I know it was in the past, but she would KILL me if she knew I had the hots for one of her best friends way before we started dating…it’s a long story).  Anyway, Bo Abobo witnessed the little show I received and I could see the jealousy spreading across his ugly face.  At this point, he was approaching the Haggar residence and he could see Mike’s beautiful daughter, Jessica, sunbathing out in the front yard.  Bo Abobo hopped his bike up on the sidewalk and rode close to the front lawn so she would be able to see him.  Jessica lowered her sunglasses slightly and watched the pudgy bully pull a newspaper from his satchel.  As he heaved it toward the front porch, Bo Abobo flexed his muscles and wiggled his eyebrows at her, not even paying attention to where he was going.  Suddenly, Bo Abobo crashed his bike into the fence separating the Haggar residence from their neighbor, the famed assassin, Ezio de Auditore.  He landed in a heap on the ground and just sat there with a dazed look on his face.  Jessica rolled her eyes in disgust as she pushed her sunglasses back up over her eyes.  “Way to go, fathead” she exclaimed without even looking at Bo Abobo.  “Are you always that smooth with the ladies?  Maybe you should try riding a bike that’s more your size and not designed for your eight-year-old brother.”  Suddenly, the front door of the Haggar residence flung open and out stepped Mike, clad in a pink bathrobe and sandals with a look of anger on his face.  I tried my hardest not to laugh at my future principal dressed in pink as I began to ride away to my next delivery.  “What’s going on out here?  What’s all the commotion” Mike Haggar questioned angrily to Bo Abobo as he strode down the front steps of his house, the flip-flops slapping on the bottoms of his heels loudly.  Bo Abobo suddenly snapped to attention, shook the stars from his head, hopped back on his bike, and rode away quickly.
 
I was actually quite impressed with how Bo Abobo handled his route that morning.  Aside from crashing into the fence and hitting Q-Bert on the head with a paper, he actually made all of his deliveries and didn’t once damage any property.  I knew Big Boss would be impressed, but it’s what happened next that would leave more than just our boss impressed.  As we reached the end of our route for the day, Bo Abobo noticed a Merv’s Burger Joint on the corner of Nintendo Street and Rad Racer Boulevard.  “I’m going to get a Merv Shake.  Smell ya later, squirt” Bo Abobo shouted at me as he pedaled toward the fast food establishment.  Suddenly, the front doors of the place flew open and an alarm could be heard going off inside along with panicked screaming.  Bo Abobo and I both stopped our bikes quickly as Bebop and Rocksteady ran outside with bulging brown bags in their hands.  The two didn’t seem to notice us and turned around to face the open door of Merv’s, ray guns pointed inside.  “Thanks for all the loot.  Now we can go buy some comic books” Bebop snorted to the scared customers inside.  “Yeah, thanks a lot” Rocksteady chuckled.  “And don’t any of youse guys tries to follows us or you’ll be sorry.”  At this moment, Bo Abobo slowly pulled two newspapers from his satchel and I could tell what he was planning: he was going to stop the two robbers.  “Hey, ugly” Bo Abobo shouted to the two mutants as he raised a newspaper in the air.  Bebop and Rocksteady both turned around slowly and faced us, ray guns ready to fire.  “Who are you calling ugly, ‘Ugly’” Bebop snorted at Bo Abobo.  “I think he was talking to me, Bebop” Rocksteady replied as he scratched his head in confusion.  Bebop suddenly slapped Rocksteady in the back of the head, the rhino wincing in pain.  “He was talking to both of us, you idiot” Bebop snarled at Rocksteady.  “Hey, who are youse calling an idiot” Rocksteady said angrily as he dropped his bag of loot and raised a fist to punch Bebop.  Suddenly, a newspaper struck Bebop square in the head, knocking him to the ground in a daze.  “What the” Rocksteady exclaimed as he turned to see where the paper came from.  Before he could react, a newspaper struck Rocksteady in the head and he tumbled to the ground alongside his accomplice.  I stood in awe at Bo Abobo’s heroics as the two ugly mutants sat on the ground and groaned in pain.  Suddenly, police cars from every precinct you could imagine arrived at the scene.  There was Leon Kennedy from the Raccoon City Police Department, Jax and Sonya Blade from the Special Forces Squad, famous detective Max Payne, and even Robocop from OCP’s police division.  Just as Bebop and Rocksteady shook the daze from their heads, they found themselves surrounded by tons of cops, guns all drawn.  Robocop approached the two robbers and pointed a finger at them as he said “Halt, or there will be…trouble.”  Bebop and Rocksteady both glared at the cyborg cop standing before them and slowly reached for their ray guns.  Suddenly, the gun holster on Robocop’s leg opened up to reveal his Auto 9 machine pistol.  He quickly grabbed it, twirled it around his finger, and fired off a three-round burst, striking the ray guns and sending them flying through the air.  Bebop and Rocksteady flinched in pain and shook their hands as they were disarmed.  “Your move, creeps” Robocop replied as he kept his pistol aimed at the two mutants.  Bebop and Rocksteady both sighed dejectedly and threw their hands up in the air and surrendered.  They were quickly arrested, thrown into a squad car, and taken downtown to jail.  As Max Payne surveyed the scene of the crime, a crowd had formed all around, gawking at the events that had just transpired.  “So, who incapacitated these two idiot robbers” Max Payne asked to the crowd as he lit a cigarette.  One of the patrons of Merv’s Burger Joint, who happened to be Sir Dirk the Daring, pointed toward Bo Abobo.  “That boy right there” Dirk shouted as he continued to point at my rival.  “He’s the one who stopped the robbers.  He’s a hero!”  The crowd all cheered happily at Bo Abobo’s heroics and even a few people hoisted him up on their shoulders.  Famed photographer Frank West suddenly appeared and snapped a picture of Bo Abobo hoisted in the air just moments before the crowd couldn’t sustain his weight and they all collapsed to the ground.
 
Well, it was quite the eventful Tuesday for Bo Abobo and me.  Like I thought, Big Boss was incredibly pleased with the large bully and even made sure his heroics were featured on the front page of Wednesday’s paper.  I have to admit, I was pretty jealous of Bo Abobo that day.  I just always hate to see the bullies come out on top.  And that he did and he loved every single moment of it.  However, Wednesday would bring even more adventure and allow your old pal Billy to gain a little recognition for himself.

Bimmy, this has got to be the biggest epic in contest history, no?