The Race Of Champions was created in 1988, the brainchild of IMP (International Media Productions) President Fredrik Johnsson and Michèle Mouton, the most successful female rally driver of all time. Add the spice of a flag attached to their cockpit – particularly during the ROC Nations Cup where they race for their home country – and they need no further motivation. As soon as they’re on the line watching the lights, engine revving, foot twitching, the winning mentality that earned them their glory returns. Better still, they love to hear the screams of thousands of fans over the roar of the engines.īut behind the smiles the inner steel hasn’t changed. They crave the chance to let their hair down, free from commitments to sponsors, and push to the limit in everything from tin-tops to buggies. That’s why the greats of motor sport come back year on year. But there’s no blaming the machinery because everyone gets the same kit.
It’s a knockout tournament so mistakes prove terminal – and the drivers have to prove themselves in a variety of vehicles. The fans see every corner, every slide, every move, every spin.įor the racers, then, there’s no place to hide. There’s no waiting around to see just one quick glimpse of the cars and stars – the whole course is permanently in view. This annual event brings together the world’s finest drivers from all the disciplines of competition – on four wheels and two – and sets them free to battle, head-to-head, on the very same track in the very same car.īetter still, unlike all other types of motor sport, the unique stadium setting means the crowd gets much closer to the action. That’s where the Race Of Champions comes in, solving the debates once and for all. The title of ‘World’s Greatest Driver’ suddenly has as many candidates as there are world heavyweight boxing champions. Throw the World Rally Championship, Le Mans and Ind圜ar into the mix and all hell breaks loose. With its wide range of different cars, Formula 1 alone throws up enough arguments about who’s ‘the best’ to keep the world’s bars buzzing into the early hours. Running shoes, clubs and racquets simply don’t matter as much as the human being attached to them. Those are sports where the best competitor on the day will win, period. No - it feels like I bought the same game twice.They don’t have this problem in athletics, golf or tennis. Mark this one down as an impulse purchase and nothing more. I am glad I played it, but I won’t be going back. I preferred to have it there in my Steam library sitting as a potential, rather than opening it up and realizing that it just wasn’t a game I had time for.
I suppose that’s the real reason I’ve not got round to playing the game till now. I need my gaming fast, furious and with instant gratification - a night spent retrying a single race feels like a night wasted to me. I love the idea of nailing the perfect lap and kissing apexes, but I simply don’t think I have the patience to put in any effort to achieve these kinds of things. This is all kind of frustrating, as I’d like to be a fan of the racing genre. I much prefer to make a mad dive up the inside than bide my time, a trait which means I often found myself spinning madly in a gravel trap watching my rivals head off into the sunset. This is kind of a problem for me, as if I’ve come out of the first corner without my bodywork dented and scratched, it’s probably because I was racing alone. It’s also a little less arcadey than Dirt 2 (though aficionados would still call it very arcadey), meaning you’re occasionally expected to race properly on real tracks. What I’m saying is that it’s exactly what I expected which, annoyingly, is exactly what I hoped it wouldn’t be. I’m not saying this makes it bad, and I’m aware that Dirt 2 - as the younger game - actually took these traits from GRID. GRID simply feels like a quieter version of Dirt 2 it’s got the same menu style, the same faceless manager voice-over egging you on and the same race-to-gain-cash-and-advance structure. Given that I’d heard good things about the game from colleagues, I figured why not, it’s worth giving it a try for that price, right.Īs I semi expected though, I never actually got around to playing the game there has always been something more shiny available, and I got the impression that the experience would be quite similar to that I had in Dirt 2.
I’d actually gone online looking to purchase Dirt 2, but this was £14.99 on its own, or £17.40 in a bundle with GRID. It was during the Steam Christmas sale of 2010 that I picked up Race Driver: GRID.
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