Mercredi 14 avril 2010
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I remember a light. Powerful and soothing. Was it a crash?
It must have been, I'm all banged up. Where am I? An unknown junk yard in an unknown city, the fate of all cars in the end.
But maybe it's not what I though, I drove half a mile and found that repair station, and here I am again, brand new, my engine roaring of pleasure, I launch myself in the streets
rediscovering the simple pleasure of speed, turning when I wish, jumping ramps, exploring and enjoying driving once more. But how could this be?
There can be only one explanation. I died. My engine stopped for the last time and I was brought here. so this is the Afterdrive. The place where cars go at the end of the road. Paradise City.
No rules to follow but those you make for yourself, no limits to where you can go but where a car could only go in the first place, it's a mechanical heaven, and I was granted entrance.
As I drive along the quite streets of the city, I stumble upon one of the many events that literaly litter the place and decide to join. It's a race, but I have to make my own path to the finish
line, no constraint on where how to get there. I can push other competitors around, and they push me, no reason to be afraid, once you're dead, why should you care?