
#BURNOUT 3 TAKEDOWN XBOX 360 FULL#
Not only that, but you really need to play it that way to get the full benefit. Remember those guys that kept making your life difficult? They’re real people. You can use them to unlock even sweeter rides. At the end of the race, points are tallied. The game may even say “Takedown Avenged” if the guy you took out at first returns the favor. The whole racing experience is built around who took down who. They stick to you like sweat-soaked underwear, dogging you at every turn, anxious for the chance to boost around you when you drift around a corner just a bit wide, or to smash you into a railing because you weren’t paying attention. The race continues, and as it does you’re constantly aware of the other drivers. “Takedown,” the screen flashes, and suddenly you know where the game got its name. You weave wildly and watch with satisfaction as your car t-bones your aggressor, then sends him skyward as you pass underneath. Some guy comes from your left and swings you right so that your acceleration takes you straight toward a rail.
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The minute you’re free to go, all the cars start bashing into each other while moving down the road. The screen mentions that you should ‘fight through traffic’ for a first-place finish. There are five other cars and so far this feels like any racer you’ve ever played. Suppose you sit at the starting line in a race. Oh, and one more thing: you’re still encouraged to drive like a madman. Said spice comes in the form of one of the most competently-designed race modes ever devised. Of course, as exciting as it is to cause such chaos with nary a repercussion in the world, such diversions would quickly grow tiresome without a little extra spice. The worst thing you can possibly do is cause only a few cars to crash. Pick up some score multipliers along the way, then plow head-first into an intersection and watch as cars crash into place, rocketing your score and earning you an even sweeter ride. A light flashes and you’re off, not to win the race, but to take your hulking beast into the nearest intersection. There you sit, engine revving, in your beautiful dump truck. Birds chirp, a mellow punk rock song plays in the background (use a custom soundtrack instead, if you can), and in the distance the sun wavers in a cloudy sky. Here, you not only reduce cars to scrap metal you’re rewarded for it! I mean the kind with foam flecks spraying the windshield, the sort of fellow who dives into an arctic lake in the dead of winter. But unless you’ve played one of the previous Burnout titles, you really don’t know what fun it can be to drive like a maniac. It takes you through the corner and straight toward a crowded intersection.

A tap of the button drains your boost reserves and pulls you into a drift.

You swing wide, clip the guardrail, then dodge left and into the next turn. Shards of glass spatter rippling pavement. You’re barely holding your balance, two wheels tilting sideways. A dust cylcone trails you and a pile of crashed cars sweeps past, a mangled heap. Your tires squeal as you fly around the corner. “Takedown,” the screen flashes, and suddenly you know where the game got its name."


"The minute you’re free to go, all the cars start bashing into each other while moving down the road.
