Autumn Ring, rustling.
Harsh hairpins, deciduous.
Choose turbo, stage two.
Gran Turismo has been a favourite of mine since the first. There are certain little details in that first game that just show how much love was poured into it - from individual dealership tunes to the personalities of the tracks themselves.
The Autumn Ring's fall colours and uneven rhythm of curves embody the time of year in the track's namesake. There are so many ways this course can throw you off it if you don't give your full attention. Because of this, it always felt like an especially rewarding track in any high-powered car requiring focus and perhaps most surprisingly, choice.
Up to that point, every game I had played had clear incentives for choosing the most powerful option available, regardless of context. Here though, selecting a stage 4 or even 3 turbo would be like using a CAT excavator to turn the soil in your garden.
One of the best qualities of Gran Turismo is how it makes choices matter, and the results of a choice immediately noticed.