12/16/2023 0 Comments Dirt 3 xbox 360![]() In order to sate the chiding oaf (tears streaming down my face) I did as he asked, and knocked the difficulty up to intermediate, and proceeded to crash everywhere like a divvy. I recognised this after bombing through the game for about an hour, thinking I was shit hot, before some cheeky bastard essentially called me a pussy for playing on easy. The game does all the braking for you and you end up literally 20 seconds ahead of the competition every time. The first thing you realise is that playing this on the easiest setting is essentially pointless. DiRT 3 is still very much an arcade experience, but one where a little bit of consideration and patience is required, rather than a ‘sink 10 cans of Red Bull and crush everything in your path’ attitude. Not that DiRT 3 is a Gran Turismo style exercise in engine twiddling tedium by the way. ![]() I tell you this, because DiRT 3 represents my attempt at a reconciliation of sorts with the brake pedal. ![]() Back in the box it went, and on went Burnout Revenge again. Many moons ago I borrowed Forza 2 off an acquaintance, and I gave up when I realised bombing it full pelt around corners was only going to result in a harrowing, potentially fatal computer game car wreck. It’s this action game mind-set to the genre that’s ensured the more sober simulations often pass me by. My idea of a considered approach in a racing game is trying not to run over a dog in Carmageddon. If I’ve had to brake or slow down drastically at any point, I’ve messed up. I approach racing games like I’m playing a Hideki Kamiya game. Well, not unless they involve throwing reptilian projectiles at the opposition or ramming into traffic for a speed boost. Loathe as I am to drone on about myself (not really) I’ve something of a confession to make… racing games sort of aren’t my thing.
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