"My son," the spirit intoned. "You have become a monster. You have doomed us all. But... surely, the weather warrants at least some thermal undergarments?"
The game was glitchy, unpolished, and barely playable. But it had a charm: the motorcycle handling was surprisingly realistic, and the “no pants” rule forced players to rely on speed and evasion rather than armor. The jam评委 gave it “Most Spiritually Confusing” . a rider needs no pantsavi11 updated