When the quality-of-life update fixes something that annoyed me, after I stop playing the dang game

In Pacific Drive you develop a relationship with your car like the classic bad relationship you have with a person in your 20s: “I can fix them.” Only you’re right, because it’s a car and not an unemployed stoner who is sort of in a band sometimes.

At the end of every trip into the Zone I’d repair that rustbucket and upgrade it, but never fix that one weird thing it does if you slam the driver’s side door too hard, because that gives it personality. And then I would prepare to go for another run into the Zone, look at the clock, and think maybe I didn’t have time after all.

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We’re spending the week airing all our grievances with gaming and computing in 2025. Hit up the Gripes Week hub for more of what’s grinding our gears.

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