Does anyone else focus intensely while driving LFS? I definitely do, more so than any other game I've played in my life. Someone in the other room will have to call my name three times before I even realize they're doing so. I've missed phone calls because I never heard it ringing. I've been late for work because "just a couple more laps" quickly turned into ten more because I was only a tenth off my pb and wanted to break it.
One of the things I love most about LFS is that it almost forces you to find "the zone", where everything else falls away and it's just you and the car. You feel the tiniest of bumps, sense keenly the dynamic weight of the car as it shifts during cornering, feel the ebb and flow of the moment as you flirt with the limit. Ayrton Senna described it beautifully:
I've definitely gotten into this trance state occasionally while driving this sim; fortunately it never frightened me because I'm never in any real danger. I remember distinctly during a few races in the past in which everything has clicked wonderfully and I'm suddenly right near my pb pace. And I'm catching the guy in front of me for 3rd place at over a second a lap. I push a little more. I catch the T1 curb beautifully, the car feels glued to the circuit as I fly out of T1 with more speed than I ever have before. I carry that speed through the lap. The barriers seem to move back. The circuit seems twice as wide as it actually is. Time seems to slow down. Thoughts of making a small error or spinning are nonexistent. This car won't spin, it can't spin, because I am in complete control of my own destiny. Faster. Smoother. More precise. For five laps in a row I break my own pb, often by less than a tenth. And I don't even realize it. I'm so focused on the moment that I don't notice until the checkered flag. What a fanstastic feeling. Riding that wonderfully subtle, elusive wave. So fleeting that by the time you realize it, it's already gone. Feeling the limit. Touching it. Knowing it's there. Daring to push right to the edge and stand on the precipice of disaster. Living it. Living for Speed.
One of the things I love most about LFS is that it almost forces you to find "the zone", where everything else falls away and it's just you and the car. You feel the tiniest of bumps, sense keenly the dynamic weight of the car as it shifts during cornering, feel the ebb and flow of the moment as you flirt with the limit. Ayrton Senna described it beautifully:
I've definitely gotten into this trance state occasionally while driving this sim; fortunately it never frightened me because I'm never in any real danger. I remember distinctly during a few races in the past in which everything has clicked wonderfully and I'm suddenly right near my pb pace. And I'm catching the guy in front of me for 3rd place at over a second a lap. I push a little more. I catch the T1 curb beautifully, the car feels glued to the circuit as I fly out of T1 with more speed than I ever have before. I carry that speed through the lap. The barriers seem to move back. The circuit seems twice as wide as it actually is. Time seems to slow down. Thoughts of making a small error or spinning are nonexistent. This car won't spin, it can't spin, because I am in complete control of my own destiny. Faster. Smoother. More precise. For five laps in a row I break my own pb, often by less than a tenth. And I don't even realize it. I'm so focused on the moment that I don't notice until the checkered flag. What a fanstastic feeling. Riding that wonderfully subtle, elusive wave. So fleeting that by the time you realize it, it's already gone. Feeling the limit. Touching it. Knowing it's there. Daring to push right to the edge and stand on the precipice of disaster. Living it. Living for Speed.