Geekback #15

Four years after I decided I wanted a motorcycle, I still haven't taken the motorcycle class to get my permit, nor have I saved enough money to buy one (but I did just purchase a car.. go figure). The reason I decided this, was so I could find a way to holster my katana on the bike for when the apocalypse happens, which when it does, would instantly make me a bad-ass for having it (I'd also have to find a fireproof suit so that the feds can't catch me, but that's another story..). ANYhoo.. my on-bike battle tactics would come from one gaming series I adored as a kid, and that's Road Rash.

I think I must have wasted over 300+ hours of my seventh year of my life. Not only do I love GOOD racing games, but especially ones where you can beat down your competition. I didn't play much of the first one, but 2 and 3 for the mighty SEGA, I definitely did enjoy. The first time I saw the animation after your bike wrecked, I peed my pants from laughter.. and definitely at least giggled the next 50 times I saw it.



Oh! Road Rash! Where have you gone? Where did you venture to? Why did you leave us?!? Please, oh please! COME BACK!