The bumper sticker plastered to the rear of the pickup in front of me reads ‘please let me merge before I start crying’. Behind me, an angry mob are starting to sharpen their pitchforks and light their torches. The next stop beckons, and I’m not going to make it on time. There’s nothing I can do. For I am Bus Bound in this Steam Next Fest demo, and that bus is too large to slice through gridlock like a hooligan.
