Luckily you’ve also got that modified muscle car to ram them back with. It’s faster, sexier and better-handling than Half-Life 2’s rather rickety wireframe buggy, and your trips in it are made a lot more entertaining by having Alyx in the passenger seat. She cries out when you’re about to hit a tree, whoops when you jump off a ramp, and hops in and out intelligently enough that you never need to think about whether she’s with you. A couple of times we realized we were driving off forgetting her, but she was already clambering in, Dukes of Hazzard-style, aswe pulled away. And if you think you’re in love with her now, wait until a Fast Zombie leaps on your hood, claws at your face, then finds itself rudely dispatched by a kick to its crab-smothered head, shooting out from the passenger seat. Good God, does this woman know how to charm a gamer.
