The arcade oddball on the home machine: a week on a bicycle delivering newspapers down the strangest street in America. Subscribers get a paper on the doormat, and non-subscribers get a broken window, which is frankly an excellent business model.
Dogs, drains, cars, breakdancers, the street threw everything at you. It was silly and it knew it, and the training ramp course at the end of the round was where all the actual skill lived. Another Elite conversion in my pile, they were everywhere in the mid eighties.
