Racing — Jak X Combat

"Remind me again why we are doing this, Jak?" Daxter yelled over the deafening roar of the crowd. "We saved the world! Twice! Can't we just get a nice, quiet job at a smoothie bar?"

The lights flashed from red to green. Jak slammed his foot on the pedal. Jak X Combat Racing

"I'm on it, I'm on it!" Daxter slammed his hand down on the Red Eco turbo boost. "Remind me again why we are doing this, Jak

Daxter reached out of the cockpit, snagging a glowing purple orb floating just above the track. The weapon systems online indicator on the dashboard flashed a violent violet. Can't we just get a nice, quiet job at a smoothie bar

"They're shooting at us! They're definitely shooting at us!" Daxter screeched, clinging to Jak's shoulder.

The G-force threw them back into their seats as the Sand Shark surged forward, tires screaming for grip on the asphalt. Instantly, the arena transformed into a warzone. To their left, a rival racer opened fire with a rear-mounted vulcan fury. Bullets pinged off the Sand Shark’s armored plating.

The exhaust of the roaring combat engines filled the Kras City arena with the heavy, sweet scent of eco-fuel and burning rubber. 🏁 The Starting Grid