

Most notably, the aforementioned city of Ventura Bay - or rather, how the consoles produce it. Photo: Electronic Artsīut, of course, there are one or two problems. What you do in Need For Speed doesn't have to be to anyone's tastes but your own, a philosophy that a few sects of real-life car enthusiasts still follow today. Dialogue is a bit corny and the acting can be terrible at times, but the main crew holds it together for what becomes a fun ride. Amy, the mechanic who’s somehow never dirty). Most of the characters are fun to watch, though a few are cringe worthy (e.g. There is a story here, and although it’s no masterpiece it’s leagues above the terrible narratives the Need For Speed franchise is known for. Police pursuits are easy, and they rarely feel outside your control. Sure, this may seem like a bad thing to some, but the dearth of commuter cars and general apathy and sparseness of the VBPD means you can enjoy driving like an idiot in relative peace. Speaking of the world, Ventura Bay is a joy to cruise through, mostly because it’s so quiet. No matter what there’s at least a nice array of bumpers, side skirts, and aftermarket wheels (even though the latter selection feels a bit light compared to other open-world racers). The breadth of parts varies depending on which car you’ve got in the shop (which makes sense, you’ll find plenty of things for the Nissan 180SX but less for a Volvo 242).

Visual customization is deep as well, even if the menus for it are a bit clunky. The car list is still a bit light and will be expanded in the future, but the launch library is enough to keep you interested for a while. No matter what you're into, Need For Speed will probably have something to suit your tastes.
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Tuning and adjustments, despite their streamlined nature, are still the best the series has seen since “Underground 2.” Sure there’s no dyno tuning this time around, though that would be nice to see in a future update, but you can change spring settings, camber settings, ride height, differential settings and more. Subtle changes won’t be as evident on the street as they would be in a racing simulator, but once you swing the settings a few notches one way or the other, you’ll immediately notice a personality change. The cars’ handling characteristics operate on a pretty simple spectrum, from the loose drift option to a much tighter “grip” end. A word of advice: build a drift car, learn the physics, slide everywhere. There are multiple aids on by default to help you along, though the game really opens up when you disable these things. The cars’ default setups don’t really require you to know much about driving to have fun, and the AI really doesn’t want you to fall behind. That doesn’t mean it’s alienating or elitist, however while prior knowledge of car culture and driving will absolutely ramp up your enjoyment level, “Need For Speed makes” sure that entry into the club doesn’t require references from the Hall of Car Gods. It’s very much a cross-section of the modern car scene. The game is set entirely at night for an “underground street racer” feel, and topped with a film grain effect reminiscent of modern Gymkhana and drift videos. Car textures are gorgeous, and encourage you to pore over your rides for hours in the garage.

Who needs bumpers, anyway? Need For Speed lets you mix it up with other racers, without penalizing you for damaging your car. There’s freedom in the cars you pick, how you drive them, and how you modify them to express yourself, much like the most popular entries in the franchise: “Need For Speed: Underground.” If you were hoping to see a successor to those games, the simply-titled “Need For Speed” is just what you’re looking for. The rebooted “Need For Speed” eschews the highfalutin world of the last series game, “Rivals,” and the ridiculously over-dramatized setting of “The Run” to return to underground street racing. This is the experience that “Need For Speed” wants to sell you. As you catch your newfound enemy at the entrance to the city, three more maniacs appear seemingly out of nowhere to join the impromptu race. You chase the interloper, following the sound of his small engine bouncing off its redline. You’re minding your business on a mountain road, cruising south towards the sleeping city of Ventura Bay when some hooligan in a modified Honda Civic blows past you at twice the posted limit.
