Mere words cannot do justice to this cover by self-proclaimed “World’s Okayest Violinist and Master Otamatonist” Mklachu, but never in my life have I needed something so much and never known until I received it.
One does not simply run through Green Hill Zone.
Its lush checkered emerald fields are guarded by more than just Motobugs; there is great evil there that does not sleep, and the great Eggman is ever watchful. It is a point of no return, where runners must keep their feet on the ground if they are to run away as the very air they breathe is filled with haste.
Only by Super Sonic Racing could you do this. If not, it is folly.