They were Trabant-tire-level bad.
They were Trabant-tire-level bad.
This was so effective in Dead Space. I remember walking in hallways and corridors and hearing sounds in the vents. More often than not nothing happened, no necromorph jumping out to attack you however just the sound and perceived threat was enough to induce tension and discomfort.
That's an awful lot of cars to buy in a week.
*Should HAVE been you, terriblehuman
Or used to wage jihad...
For a while.
Obligatory:
But did it come out of Jon Voight’s LeBaron?
aftermarket turbo brah
One of his best lines ever.