Rocket League®

Co by nie powiedzieć, twórcy trafili idealnie, gra od wielu lat się nie nudzi.

car hit ball and explode. fun.

[h1]Rocket League: A Love Story (Complicated)[/h1] Let me start by saying: [b]I hate this game.[/b] I also cannot stop playing it. These two facts coexist peacefully in my brain like roommates who've agreed never to talk about the dishes. Rocket League sells itself as "soccer, but with cars," which is technically true the way "chess, but on fire" is technically still chess. In reality it's a psychological experiment where they've replaced your dopamine receptors with a boost meter and your teammates are constantly stealing your boost. [hr][/hr] [h2]The Good[/h2] There is no purer feeling on this earth than pulling off an aerial redirect you will never, ever be able to do again. For three glorious seconds, you are [i]a god[/i]. A car-shaped god, hurtling through the sky, defying physics and your own skill ceiling simultaneously. You will replay that clip for your friends approximately 400 times. [strike]They will pretend to care.[/strike] They do not care. [h2]The Bad[/h2] Then you queue into your next match and the opposing team's "Bronze" player does a ceiling shot, double flip reset, into a top-corner snipe before you've even loaded in. You check the scoreboard. Their name is xXx_ToastyBoi69_xXx and they have exactly one previous match on record. [spoiler]It's a smurf. It's always a smurf.[/spoiler] Cool. Cool cool cool. Totally a new player. Definitely didn't smurf down here to eat the souls of people who still get excited about a [i]front flip[/i]. [hr][/hr] Rocket League isn't a video game. It's an abusive relationship with a rubber ball, and I keep going back because of the [u]one time[/u] my mate complimented my positioning. [b]10/10[/b] — would recommend to my worst enemy, and also my best friend, because honestly at this point they're the same.

nice

its purdy good

Drecksgame. 10/10