Tag: Dirt 5

DiRT 5 Review – Let’s Get Dirty, Baby

With Codemasters being bought by Take-Two for a substantial £750-million ( a deal due to the be finalised in Q1 of 2021) it looks like we can expect more annual DiRT, GRID and F1 games since that’s a major part of Take-Two’s business plan. It should provide Codemaster’s with more financial security, but will it possibly lock them into doing nothing more than annualised franchises? Which is what they do now, really, so I guess nothing will change. The point is, DIRT 5 will likely be the last game to come from Codemaster’s without also being under the considerable shadow of Take-Two, so is DIRT 5 a suitable goodbye to Codies in their current form?

DiRT 5 Hands-On Preview Of The New Playgrounds Mode

The Dirt series has had a bit of trouble settling on an identity, with DiRT 2.0 being the pure rally sim and then DiRT 4 trying to juggle rallying and a bunch of other stuff on the side. But now it seems like Codemasters might be settling into a rhythm because DiRT 5 is on the opposite end of the spectrum from DiRT 2.0. The colours are vibrant, the music is loud and the focus is on jumps, bumps and wheel-to-wheel racing. We don’t even know if there will be any regular rally stages. With around a month until launch, Codemasters offered me a preview build of their newest mode: Playgrounds, a place where you can make your own events and share them with the world.

Weekend Whammy: Wasps Are Twats, DiRT 5 & More

Hello, friends! Well, my day didn’t exactly get off to a great start. I loaded my doggo (Laoch, the white German Shepard) into the car and headed out to a lovely woodland walk. But just a few minutes in we walked straight into a group of irate wasps that seemed to have been riled up by somebody or something ahead of us. Whatever the cause, one wasp, in particular, did not like the look of my face, so it hammered into the side of my cheek at full speed and rammed its stinger home. I had to yank the little bastard off, which left the stinger in. After that, I unleashed a string of expletives so loud and descriptive that I’m fairly sure sweet old ladies all the way in Australia held their hands to their mouths and said, “oh, my!” After that, I had to carefully get a wasp off my dog’s head where it was trying to burrow into his hair. So yup, that wasn’t the best start to my day.