

Like its predecessor, Euro Truck Simulator, it’s a game that is mysteriously compelling despite its mundane subject matter. A brief glimmer of excitement in a long drive across vast swathes of largely empty nothingness. These little moments-military jets streaking across the sky, strange sculptures by the side of the road, trains rumbling past-feel almost like rewards. This is what passes for an anecdote in American Truck Simulator, a game so slow and uneventful that the sudden appearance of tumbleweed is genuinely thrilling. I’ve got 30 tons of fertiliser to deliver, and time’s running out. I laugh at myself and continue towards Los Angeles. A tumbleweed rolling lazily across the road in front of me, lit up by the glow of my lights.

In a long instant I think: is it a car? An animal? I slam on the brakes and skid to a lurching halt.
