I went back to playing Gran Turismo 3 last night. I had barely started it in the first place
and hadn’t played it in
a while. Vanessa was sitting there as I played. I started driving and drove for about 10 minutes.
I said, “There. I’ve qualified for the race.” Similar to
this
unreleased Sega CD game in which you drive a bus 16 hours for one point. Yay!
Eh, maybe I’m being unfair to Gran Turismo 3. I hear half the fun is playing with a steering
wheel, which I don’t have.