VertexAero

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Bio: toyota pod gran turismo racing:

No, it's not funny. When you see that screen telling you that you can enter Pod Racing, along with that music of happiness and success, deep inside, the game is screaming for help. The Pods await your inevitable descent to pure hell. Once you reach the Game Status, there is no turning back. The Pods have already imprisoned your soul. You go past your license achievements, until at the very bottom you'll see a present. That damn present at the very right, you still remember it don't you? You enter the race. You see the Pod. The game is still going, but, can't you hear the screams getting louder? Why would you want to end your racing career like this? You select the Pod. AT or MT? Any driving aids you prefer? It doesn't matter, because the suffering won't change. The screen fades instantly in a deep black color. It is loading, the blue circle turns. Race Menu. You have one last chance to quit from this. No, you still go on. The race starts. You see all the Pods aligned. The cursed Pods. 3 2 1 Start. You go as the chime of that menacing vehicle keeps on sounding. Left, right, left, long straight. You realize your mistake, your fate. The game screams louder and louder. Left, left, right, stop. Brake. You must stop the Pod. You must handbrake the Pod. You stand there in agonizing pain, your mind goes crazy. Then the race tells you that you can go. Go again. Go around and around in this pit, in this place that no human creature should have ever discovered it.