I’ve been playing Wheel World. It’s silly hipster fun, but I’d rather get on my real bike and ride. Where are the cycling equivalents of Crazy Taxi or Road Rash?
I
have spent a week trying to save the universe. Not by leading a hardened team of oddball veterans in an assault on a despot’s intergalactic outpost, nor by completing a series of well-written tasks to build up my warrior mage so they can defeat some ancient malignant omnipotent deity.
I have done it by completing easy races on a bicycle. Sounds ridiculous? Welcome to Wheel World.
It seems the epitome of arch to criticise a video game for its ridiculous plot when I am happy to have plumbers save worlds by stomping on mushrooms, or hedgehogs doing similar while wearing snazzy sneakers. I even took Arbroath FC to the European Cup final in Championship Manager once. But the plot of Wheel World seems so clumsily stuck on I suspect 10% of the code is pure Blu-Tack.
