It's raining, the crowds erup along the stands. Red lights go out, first gear, sliding, second, third, fourth, fifth. 340 km/h and the water spary cuts visibility down to 50 meters. The rail is so close, the surface treacherous, the pace just so blindingly fast.
- Realistic feelings, for the beginner as for the expert.
- Exchange your â€œghostsâ€