Choose your car. Paint it, polish it, and personalize it. Build it up with new components, giant spoilers and reinforced fenders. Supercharge it. Fill it with nitrous. Take it to circuits in the back streets of Miami, San Francisco, LA and New York. You’re at the back of the pack, grid position sixteen. Fifteen cars ahead of you, polished until they gleam. Your primary objective is to take first place. Your secondary objective? Run everyone else off the road. Crunch them into the barrier. Rip, shred and tear sheet metal from their frames, leaving burning engine blocks and melted tires in your wake.