Control
Stay sharp and keep your focus locked—one wrong move could shred your ride into scrap metal before you blink. Every turn demands precision, every obstacle a split-second call. Master the rhythm of the road, or your engine’s roar will drown in the crunch of twisted steel. Speed is a merciless ally; respect it, or pay the price.
Description
The engine roars to life as you slam the accelerator, tires screeching against asphalt littered with shattered glass and twisted metal. Abandoned vehicles claw at your path—a school bus tilted sideways, a pickup truck engulfed in flames—forcing you to swerve, fishtailing into alleys slick with rain and blood. Your knuckles bleach white on the wheel. Shadows lurch from every corner: snarling faces pressed against windows, clawed hands raking the car’s frame. A corpse in a business suit lunges; the hood crunches bone. No time to flinch. You cut the wheel hard, skidding past a collapsed semi, its cargo of gasoline drums erupting behind you in a fireball that licks the rear bumper. The map glows on the passenger seat—one bridge left unblocked, its entrance choked with wrecks. You downshift, engine screaming, and plow through a barricade of shopping carts and rotting corpses. The suspension groans. Something thuds beneath the chassis. Almost there. Headlights slice through smoke as the bridge’s skeletal outline emerges. Speed. Precision. Luck. Pray the gas holds out.
