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Also, the music that plays before and after the Elite Races - the former for sounding incredibly ominous, and the latter for sounding incredibly victorious and having a chorus back it. All this for a racing game, folks.
Fridge Logic: Look at the cars closely whenever you get the opportunity. They don't have any actual drivers. They must be remotely controlled, or the 'show' is a highly advanced virtual reality simulatio— I'll just stop there.
Ear Worm: While most of the music if ok, the Main theme, and its' variations are both Epic sounding and will get stuck in your head. The best examples are the version that plays over the intro cinimatic when you boot up the game, and the version Plays during the Elite races.
"...did they just collapse twonuclear reactor cooling towers?!"
"...did they just blow up an entire dam?!"
"...was that a radar dish?"
Moment Of Awesome: Pulling off a Level 2 Power Play and taking out nearly the entire grid in one blow.
Jumping over all other cars after a particularly long jump, staying on the lead while dodging falling cranes and cars set aflame like a lunatic, stylishly finishing off a stunned opponent by ramming him against some crates...
One could argue the entire race is an MOA.
This Troper's friend was playing an Elimination Race, and after crashing, wound up teleporting into first place from third not once but twice.
So Okay, It's Average: The reception for the PSP port of the game. While it still retained the gameplay of it's HD counterparts as well as adding one more track, the graphical limitations of the engine definitely hurt the gameplay.
Replacement Scrappy: Monty Hall, generally because he wasn't nearly as fast as Tom Kennedy (and on a show called Split Second, you want fast). Robb Weller, on the other hand, just couldn't compete with a pair of legends.