I, a terrestrial chump, cannot help be taken in by it all.
Hes seen a couple things, thats for sure.
Seen reduced-to-clear Ginsters wrappers glitter in the dark near the Tannhauser Gate.
SpacedrivingsimStar Trucker is about that place where brake-fluid soaked mundanity meets sprawling, supernal grandeur.
To call it ponderous would suggest a lack of purpose, and thats not quite fair.
I learned the hard way.
My gravity compensator is out of juice.
Its not a complete 10-42 as bollocks-ups go.
There are six switches on your dashboard for separate interior and exterior lights.
Youve got dedicated levers for hitching, jumping through warp gates, and emergency braking.
There are flickable switches for browsing through diagnostics and cameras.
Youll manually replace each battery, circuit, and air filter.
Youll whack up the heating when you travel to a colder sector.
It got into my blood, for sure.
They might haveallbeen blasting insult at me, now I think about it.
Star Trucker often uses your own impatience against you as a difficulty modifier.
Failure cascades, too.
Theres a version of Star Trucker that would have appealed a little more to my own personal fantasist predilections.
But theres so much thought gone into whatishere, it feels churlish to focus on what isnt.
You occasionally get pulled aside by authorities for regulation weigh-ins.
When you exit the airlock to patch up hull breaches, little white spanner icons mark the offending damage.
The symbol that marks the airlock to return to your truck is a home.
I noticed it early, and then I kept noticing it.
The more I did, the more perfect it felt.
