Horse Riding Classic

an amazing cinimatic experience. makes me nostalgic for the days when i would ride horses as a wee ladette. im suprised my computer could withstand such mesmerizing visuals. truly a contender for game of the year

best game ever, wjhen the hors sayd: "horse are gona turm to glu" (or someting like that, i dont now how to read like normal porson) i literaly crode. this game was the turnimg point for me to have a hors in eral life insided my apartment! his bname is skigidi blush to referebnce my favorite horse fom my facorite game, that is horse riding classic, a gamethat is abouyt riding horsed to collect apols, but theres a plot twist that horses are turkming to glue or sonmthing like that, i dobnt know hor to read. the game is very good and is on steam, search it up

Before Horse Riding Classic, I was lost. I had a job. Friends. Responsibilities. A family that loved me. None of it meant anything. Then I inherited one horse and 100 apples. Everything changed. The first time I mounted my horse, I understood why mankind domesticated them. The first time I galloped, I understood freedom. The first time the game did something that appeared to violate the fundamental laws of physics, I understood God or better yet I overthrew him. Red Dead Redemption 2 had hundreds of developers. Horse Riding Classic had a vision. Baldur's Gate 3 had millions of lines of dialogue. Horse Riding Classic has horses. Counter-Strike has consumed hundreds of hours of my life. Horse Riding Classic needed only one to show me what those hours could have been. The graphics are timeless. The controls are uncompromising. The story asks questions philosophers have avoided for thousands of years. What is a horse? Why does it ride? Why are there so many apples? And why must the Glue Factory fall? I entered as a man. I left as a horse rider. 10/10. The single greatest piece of software ever compiled. If Horse Riding Classic has a million fans, I am one of them. If it has one fan, that is me. If it has no fans, I have been sent to the Glue Factory.