Scenic Route Software is all about games. Games that make your pulse race a wee bit quicker, your pupils dilate a wee bit wider and your squeals come out a wee bit louder. We playtest with friends and family, people we have to see every day of our lives. If our games weren't perfect we'd never live it down.
Imagine the grim alternative: every year we'd go to Aunt Kitty's for Cousin Mikey's birthday, and there's Uncle Mort yelling at us around the stem of his pipe, “Why the hell you release that crap? I'm 'barrased to be callin' you kin.” He'd then puff away, angry little clouds of pipe smoke swirling around his head, and stare at us with that permafrost frown he has affixed to his face. The silence would tighten over the gathering like quick-set cement. Poor, poor, little Mikey, his birthday ruined by a mediocre game.
Mikey, we promise you: we will never, ever, ruin your birthday. We'll only make awesome games. Pinky swear.
