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| Performing wild stunts with your PCG-600 bike is a sure way to earn you some extremely cool Matrix-style camera views as well as loads of cash if you're crazy and innovative enough |
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| Touring Vice City in a seaplane, which normally parks near the adult movies studio |
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| Classic Art Deco hotels look out onto Vice City's sandy beaches; at night, the streets are aglow with the kitschy, decadent 80s neon |
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| Dressed as a police officer, Tommy gets ready to steal a squad car and begin a law enforcement mission | Tommy leaves skid marks on the asphalt as he rushes madly toward Vice City port, in hot pursuit after a criminal |
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| Hunter looks very much like AH-64 Apache; bored in the middle of the night, Tommy fires a pair of missiles at his own mansion on Starfish Island; well, the villa needed some repairs anyway |
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| After a long, weary day of running around the town, Tommy relaxes in his newly purchased strip bar; as we can all see, thong was not invented in the 90s; the two blue stars indicate he's had a bit of a brawl with the authorities |
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| Escobar International Airport is probably the best place for super-wild stunts; the long runways give you enough road to accelerate and fly like a madman |
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| It's 05:02 am, and I'm flying over Washington Beach; the streets are quiet and peaceful, and Mr. Mister is singing: "Take ... these Broken Wings ..." |
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| A bright day can quickly turn into a storm |
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| Below the plane are the tennis fields of the posh Vice City golf and tennis club | Blocking traffic in front of a grand fountain in my l33t Sabre Turbo | Paying a scrambling jet farewell as it rolls off a runway at Escobar International |