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All I want for Christmas is...
Roy Orbison doing what he does best: go-karting.
Ever since my uncle died and left me his go-kart track, I’ve been up to my neck in personal-injury lawsuits. I keep telling the kids (and their parents) that a go-kart is not a toy, that it needs to be operated with a kind of sober responsibility. Especially when each and every one of them has been filled with methanol and had a ten-pounder of nitrous oxide strapped to the intake.
Now, I know what you are saying: how can you give eight year olds nitrous oxide? Well, I got a pretty good deal on the stuff when the drag racing supply store closed down. The shed out back is full of mother bottles, which I really need to clear out before I can start filling it with broken Pinto transmissions and slightly-cracked AMC Hornet dash pads. So every kid gets a little huff - and the little birthday boy or girl gets a bottle warmer, so they can get off the line first. I mean, unless they don’t know how to modulate the throttle, like that Hodgkins kid did. I had to use a lot of grout to cover up the hole in the track wall that little shit made.
Really, this is the point in any entrepreneurial story where it is discovered that I needed to just shift my customer base. You see, the other thing my city has besides a surplus of kids celebrating the anniversary of their birth is angry, bitter race car drivers. After the city shut down the track, the parking lot we used to do autocross, and put a fence around the airport runway, these guys (and girls) have nowhere else to drive like assholes. If you’ve never done it before, you don’t know. I was craving it like a drug, and it turns out when you have drug-like cravings, you also have drug-like spending. By selling these little go-kart hits to my friends and rivals, I could keep them off the streets, which is honestly good for all of us. Think of it as a sort of safe fuel-injection site.
My attorney came up with an even greater idea, too: why not make it an exclusive club? After all, when golf courses don’t want to let minorities or cyborgs onto their course, they just don’t have to grant them a membership. And once you’ve got your hooks into a captive group paying you month-to-month for their fix of high-octane skidding, you can just keep trickling more of their fix in there. I appreciated the money, but without any free time, my pile of derelicts and shitboxes soon fell into even worse repair. I was at the track every waking hour, trying to cling to at least the middle 25% of the hot lap list.
All this is not to say, of course, that I am responsible for the man we now know only as “Skidpad Eric.” He chose to ramp that bitch over the armco himself and then do hellaciously sick donuts in the middle of the highway. In fact, I believe it is the city’s fault, for getting in the way of my campaign to expand the track further. Even though I now had millions of dollars in spare capital with which to simply buy that hospital, all those big-government small-town city councillors got in the way of the free market.
So it turns out that the WoT engine actually can't keep up with the wheeled vehicles' speed. When you're unlucky, they will only be spotted when they're either already in your face, or already leaving again.
I can confirm this; I was playing a match the other day and one of them suddenly showed up like 20 meters in front of me in the open. I wasn't lagging, everything else worked normally.
Lovely.
Honda-powered 1986 Saab go-kart for sale on Hemmings.com.
”If your driver wins, I’ll leave your miserable little rock alone, but if I win I’ll turn your entire globe into a concrete parking lot and make you my slaves.” Alien Invaders (6 out of 8) Nitros Oxide (from “Crash Team Racing” Naughty Dog 1999)
The gasmoxian racer, Nitros Oxide challenges planet Earth to a (go-kart) race that can decide the fate of the planet.
The contestents then race each other to find a champion that may defeat this alien invader, who does not shy away from threats, cheating and serious road rage to ensure his victory. And with his advanced alien technology, N. Oxide is likely quite capable of carrying out his threats.
Monday Madness Media for 11/5/18
Media: Video game (franchise)
Mario Kart (series)
In what was originally supposed to be a special long post on “Mario Kart frustration/memories + ranking all the games” today (according to my 2018 blog schedule) I have decided to postpone that project for a future time down the line because I wanted to prioritize my Digimon appreciation posts that was supposed to be posted on August, but got delayed because of a current watch series I am finishing up this week. HOWEVER, I have decided to talk about Mario Kart generally for today’s edition of MMM! I mean honestly, WHO DOESN’T KNOW MARIO KART?! Heck, you can even drive around in Mario Kart style-like go-kart rentals around Tokyo, while cosplaying as a character from the Mushroom Kingdom. It’s probably my favorite racing game of all time! I’m even a fan of racing games that much, but it’s way more than that.
This go-kart-style racing party game is probably one of Nintendo’s best as spin-off games from the Super Mario series, in fact it really doesn’t feel like a spin-off because of how popular this series is. Their first game, Super Mario Kart, was launched in 1992 on the SNES, while the latest game is played by many today in Mario Kart 8 Deluxe for the Nintendo Switch which was released on 2017. What really makes this game very fun is the items used during the game when you hit the “?” blocks. With that factor into play, anything can really happen in the game whether you’re in the lead or not since this game can’t be taken that competitively. The spiny blue shell is the most notorious one of all, which always targets whoever is in 1st place. If you know the controls, drift constantly, and maybe use motion controls like a pro, you’ll be fine.
From personal experience, I honestly don’t know what I’d do in a world without Mario Kart. I have played ALL the games in the series (and yes, even the ones at the arcade), and each have their own unique charm to it. MK 64 was the one I grew up with, and I had so many memories playing MK DS with my friends and cousins at school and family gatherings. MK DD brought special featured that allowed two characters in the same go-kart, while MK 8′s graphics and crossover with other franchises (Animal Crossing, F-Zero, etc..) just blew my mind away of how much this series evolved over the years. 200cc mode is so wack! Courses from past games always return with a much more better look, and battle mode mechanics are always changing whether if it is Shine Runners or Balloon Battle. The music is also great especially when you get on the last lap, and it speeds up. I could go on and on of how awesome Mario Kart is, and there is a reason why I would love to do a more in-depth post on each game I’ve played. I’m just saying if you have a Nintendo system without a Mario Kart game...then WHAT’S A MATTA WID YA?! This is THE game to play at parties, big or small! The game to do friendly bets. It can create fun moments, or it can end possibly friendships...but just make sure not to fall off Rainbow Road xD
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A fun day at the Go-Kart track turned into nerve racking one as Pink overestimated his turn annd injured themself and blue, on top of a 3 way tie between me, Green, and White.