As if one's very brains were in a bucket of pwn.

A joyride through the walls of the generally accepted flash game formula. The tyres are made of lollerskates, the brakes are far too busy smashing into assorted vistas from non-Newtonian platforms,
and the driver keeps on rowing,
and he's certainly not showing
any signs that he is slowing.

I'd give you a high 10 for this, but the jokes are so high-brow that anything going above such facial features would result in an existential crisis, as I'm sure that The Universe doesn't stretch that far.
I should know; Bob Geldof told me. He lives under the garden fence.

YOU'RE WINNAR.

Night time driving music!

Wow, that's some deep audio you've produced there. Really, very cool.
Elements of God Is An Astronaut in there too, which is awesome. If you haven't already, check those guys out!

Randax has hit the nail on the head with the philosophy hammer here. The more I listen to it, the more distant everything feels from being important.

I can always look up to the stars and think "We are so negligibly small", but with this in the background, I can accept the fact as well.

Bravo :)

Mind = Blown

There's me expecting some standard dance "thump thump" and then, out of freaking nowhere, a lovely piano ballad kicks the door down... in a well-introduced sort of way.
This brings me back to the days where people seriously loved their cheesy synths and could make a jumpy hook into all sorts of epic.
And those sweeps into the choruses! How they stutter in such laggy majesty!

Dude, this is damn near perfect. In fact, I think it probably is perfect. Sounds great through the old Sennheisers too!

Effing rawksome.