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Game Review: The Last Driver

    Hey, gamers. I normally don't play a lot of endless runner games on the I-Padster. They are certainly in vogue, since the runaway (Ha,ha) success of Temple Run. Late last night I ran across (Ha,ha) a new game in this genre called The Last Driver. This is the story of a post-apocalyptic world in which you are behind the wheel of a muscle car, literally driving for your life. Here's the recipe.
    As you drive, there are zombies to avoid, shoot or run over, as you so desire. As for me, I always wanted a zombie for a hood ornament. There are times that you will want to dodge them, to fulfill a task designated by the game. There are many power-ups and improvements to cars, guns, armor and other things. You can get these by grinding (just playing the game until you accumulate sufficient in-game credits) or by buying in-app purchase coins. I liked the game well enough that I felt obligated to buy some coins. Hey, these folks have to make a living.
    I particularly like the variety of cool stuff that one encounters during your drive. There are big zombies, small zombies, bike-riding zombies. There are also dinosaurs which bite entire cars in half. There are chasms opened in the road, due to the terrible earthquakes of the end times. You have the ability to jump your car, which is handy, especially when you have to avoid a river of red-hot lava or, just a regular river. There are stationary hazards as well. Things like disabled cars, lane dividers, skyscrapers and sundry other things.
    Did I mention that this game is free? Well, it is. If you like this style of game, and maybe if you don't, I think you'll get a kick out of The Last Driver.
     By the way, there are good things in the road, as well as bad. There are glowing crates of ammo and gold coins. If only there were attractive female hitch-hikers, we'd have the beginnings of a good novel. Ha, ha.
    About the controls... There are two arrows, for steering right or left. On your left there is also a button that will 'jump' your car. There are a limited number of jumps, so don't get 'froggy'. Ha, ha. On your right is a fire button for your gun. Again, ammo is limited, so don't get too crazy. I really appreciate the gun, because you know how I like shooter games.
    Cool! I just saw a T-Rex walk across the road in front of me, but he went up another street before he saw me. I look forward to a face-off with that big dude.
    In summation, I think that this game may be that 'Diamond In the Rough' that pops up, unheralded, on the olde app store from time to time.
    From the gamer's streaking muscle car, on the ruined roads of earth, this is CE Wills.
P.S. This game takes the liberty of turning on your notifications for banners and the like. I turned that stuff off by going to Settings, Notifications, The Last Driver.

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