In a ruined wasteland ruled by a machine god, a fallen racing champion is pulled back behind the wheel for one last fight. To save what remains of humanity, he must outdrive the AI that controls everything—and confront how much of himself he lost when he stopped racing.
take this part to the repair shop you mean through death canyon hell no not for any price getting turned into a cheese grater by machine guns suma why not ask tommy he was slacking off watching tv earlier and even had the nerve to critique the racing king fine i guess he's our only shot tommy come here now you know how to drive a battle rig
haven't driven in three years good enough take the javelin and go now if this part doesn't get to the chicago repair shop in half an hour we're all Pray you get lucky, Tommy Identity confirmed
Raiders crew, registered with Rail Science Access granted Boss, look at this place Death Canyon
And the slums at both ends This is way bigger than our turf. If we got this land for our track and base, our Rail Alliance team ranking would jump like crazy. Still a lot of poor people living here.
You think they'll just leave? Don't worry. I already got it handled. These lowlifes won't have a choice.