I’ve written some unusual game reviews in my time, but my latest effort, at Australian Macworld, might just contain  the strangest single paragraph yet:
“Racing Games: Kiss My Asphalt” :“Now, imagine, if you will, a washing machine. Now, imagine (and bear with me here) that your washing machine had a mouth and, for some improbable reason, genitals. And that, for some unfathomable reason, you were torturing those genitals with a rusty belt sander…”