I’m not normally one for the more xtreme pursuits, like base jumping from skyscrapers or drinking lemon-lime flavored soda, but there’s something about the prospect of parachuting into a convertible while avoiding bazooka fire that appeals to me.
And while I haven’t played Grand Theft Auto IV’s multiplayer mode for months—not since The Lost and Damned, really—I’m fairly certain I’ll be playing Grand Theft Auto: The Ballad of Gay Tony, just to see how good I am at such a thing.
