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When I was little, I remember spending 50,000 lire to bring home Road Rash. Well spent.
Ah, what memories, my first swear words were uttered thanks to this devilish little game. I wonder how many kids/teens knew Road Rash, which at the time was one of the most ruthless games out there. The rules were simple and ruthless: illegal motorcycle races where you could take down your opponents with kicks and punches or even use clubs, batons, and chains, speeding through city streets hitting pedestrians or making the police angry, who would inevitably chase you (armed with batons, of course).
Everything was allowed, and if you managed to finish first either fairly or, preferably, by foul means, you became the king of the road and could even afford to buy a more powerful bike. Not to mention the soundtrack, featuring "little bands" like Soundgarden ("Kickstand" above all) and Monster Magnet, and the "amusing" scenes at the end of each race.
In summary: raw, mean, and ruthless, albeit without gushing blood, guns, monsters, and other nonsense.
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