In single-player, MotorStorm%26rsquo;s AI is aggressive. It angrily knocks you about, nudges you into obstacles and sends you hurtling over the sides of cliffs. And you%26rsquo;re only racing unthinking robots blindly following strings of code. When you play online you%26rsquo;re racing against real people. And people are bastards. And these particular bastards will stop at nothing to batter you off the course and, if you have a headset, you%26rsquo;ll be treated to a slew of swears at every turn. But it gives every race a sense of urgency - you%26rsquo;ll do anything to beat this lot.
But you%26rsquo;ll probably come last because it%26rsquo;s incredibly difficult. As is the case with most online games, everyone else seems to be infinitely better than you. You%26rsquo;d better get used to eating dirt. But no matter how good you are, everyone%26rsquo;s at the mercy of the game%26rsquo;s exemplary physics. Our tactic was to pin down the leader and hound him mercilessly. Eventually he%26rsquo;d crack under the pressure, make a mistake and we%26rsquo;d skid off into the lead. Well, for about three seconds until he came rolling up behind us and returned the favor. Right up our exhaust pipe.