Destruction Derby (1995) is the game that taught us driving isn’t about speed or elegance—it’s about gleefully ramming your car into other vehicles until only twisted wreckage remains. The arenas are metal graveyards waiting to happen, and the joy of launching head-on into traffic feels strangely cathartic. Sure, you can race, but the real fun is in the carnage: wheels flying, bumpers scraping, and that one glorious moment when you send an opponent spinning into a pile-up. It’s less “motorsport” and more “therapy session with seatbelts,” and honestly, who needs a checkered flag when you’ve got chaos?
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