This is a deeply, astonishingly lonely game. Taking place on an endless Japanese highway, your faceless and nameless driver will travel around until the game is over. You will pass towering city office blocks - each one of them, we will assume, contains hundreds of workers, all of whom have dreams and aspirations that we will never understand - and, over and over again, that glowing building somewhat resembling the Eiffel Tower (you must excuse my lack of relevant knowledge). This game... this game is horribly flawed, though so are you and so am I. Do you love me? Likely not. Do I love you? I do, yet I acknowledge that perhaps I shouldn't, since I only know of your slight curiosity for forgotten Dreamcast games. Consider this disc as plastic existential calm, nothing more. Its minimalism and inhumanity suggests emotion at its subtlest, and with the right mindset such characteristics can make an indelible impact on your soul's perspective. As I say, existential calm.