Picked up the car this morning. Caught a taxi over to the mechanic, paid my bit then cruised in to work. It was exhilarating being on the road again, my heart elated, only to be even more so when a car in front of me is none other than a white convertible (Pontiac I think - no good with car models/makes) with a woman's blonde hair flailing in the breeze. It had my in stitches. I was trying to think of what game it was that it reminded me of. At first I thought it was Test Drive, the Amiga cla
ssic. The game that had everyone thinking they wanted a Porsche Spider, or a Lamborghini Countach. But after having a better look when I got home I realised... Outrun, the arcade gem and Sega forerunner. That blonde hair in the breeze was a memory trigger for all the hours I'd wasted on game consoles with crap graphics, and I was laughing my arse off.
Picked up the car this morning. Caught a taxi over to the mechanic, paid my bit then cruised in to work. It was exhilarating being on the road again, my heart elated, only to be even more so when a car in front of me is none other than a white convertible (Pontiac I think - no good with car models/makes) with a woman's blonde hair flailing in the breeze. It had my in stitches. I was trying to think of what game it was that it reminded me of. At first I thought it was Test Drive, the Amiga cla
ssic. The game that had everyone thinking they wanted a Porsche Spider, or a Lamborghini Countach. But after having a better look when I got home I realised... Outrun, the arcade gem and Sega forerunner. That blonde hair in the breeze was a memory trigger for all the hours I'd wasted on game consoles with crap graphics, and I was laughing my arse off.
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