| John Sweden ( @ 2005-04-04 16:10:00 |
hey pretty
(apologies to
alongtheway, whose journal I was in the midst of posting a comment in when vanity took over and I decided I wanted this Deep Thought more clearly marked "MINE!")
My housemate's fraternal twin brother loaned us Gran Turismo 4 and his racing seat / force feedback steering wheel setup. It does a remarkably good job of conveying your virtual car's responses to its drive through a virtual world. Sitting ten feet back from a wall where the game's painstaking recreation of expensive cars and exotic locales is being projected in ten-foot-wide-screen is, in a word, great. I spent many hours playing these past few weeks, still unable to drive a real car but enjoying the faux ones just fine. The section of the game that I devoted by far the most time to, though, was a relatively small subset of what's available to do - the dirt tracks. With the wheel, you can feel the car slip and slide, grab and release, its contact with the road ever-shifting.
Navigating the course but not quite in control; a little messy, a little too fast. No wonder I enjoyed it so much - when I type it out like that it it sounds like a spot-on description of my race through life. A ride that gets a little scary at times - pockets of heart-pounding-stomach-churning-uncertai nty that can freak me out until I realize how alive they make me feel.
(apologies to
My housemate's fraternal twin brother loaned us Gran Turismo 4 and his racing seat / force feedback steering wheel setup. It does a remarkably good job of conveying your virtual car's responses to its drive through a virtual world. Sitting ten feet back from a wall where the game's painstaking recreation of expensive cars and exotic locales is being projected in ten-foot-wide-screen is, in a word, great. I spent many hours playing these past few weeks, still unable to drive a real car but enjoying the faux ones just fine. The section of the game that I devoted by far the most time to, though, was a relatively small subset of what's available to do - the dirt tracks. With the wheel, you can feel the car slip and slide, grab and release, its contact with the road ever-shifting.
Navigating the course but not quite in control; a little messy, a little too fast. No wonder I enjoyed it so much - when I type it out like that it it sounds like a spot-on description of my race through life. A ride that gets a little scary at times - pockets of heart-pounding-stomach-churning-uncertai