This game is not suitable for passengers: it won't move on until you scroll or swipe, because you're the one driving.
Hold right-click over the scene, or hold Q, and the radio wheel opens. Let go over a station to tune in.
For the radio, tap its button, or keep a finger still on the picture (not the pedal) until a ring shows, then lift it.
Space brings up the next line, W or the down arrow drives on, S or the up arrow backs up, and Esc skips to the end.
Swipe up to drive on and down to back up. A tap on the picture brings up the next line, and Skip cuts to the end.
He follows F1, so every subtitle has a pit-lane limiter: the car waits until you've read it, however hard you push.
MANERO's disco and funk come as standard, but the dial also has RAHEEM's hip-hop beats and BOBSLED's reggae.
ONE LOUDER plays metal, WITNESS ME brings punk and rock, and TOFU spins drift phonk.
There isn't a single photo on this site: everything is drawn, rendered or computed in your browser.
The driver's beard and hair were groomed by a script, strand by strand. No barber ever touched this project.
Every sign in the city is painted in your browser as it loads, in the site's own fonts.
The sky isn't a picture: it's computed whole every frame, and its sun shows in everything that shines.
Every station keeps its own clock: switch from one to another and you land mid-song.
Every palm grows from a seed: come back tomorrow and each one will be exactly where you left it.
Your connection is taking the scenic route. Enter now and the city will catch up, or wait for the full picture.