I finished my single player playthrough of Red Dead Redemption 2 (some Epilogue not withstanding). It was a huge, majestic, cumbersome, plodding adventure, and I loved. I loved it for its excitement, its twists and turns, but also for its relaxing inbetweens. Rarely does a game feel so rewarding for just doing nothing. Some of the detail in RDR2 is mind-boggling, and while you can make an argument that Rockstar’s controls are a little clunky at times, there’s something to be said for just taking your time searching drawers or harvesting plants. If there’s a game that begs to not be rushed through, it’s this one.
In honor of completing at least the main story, I present a compliation of every Horse Wipeout from my entire playthrough this past month. Whether I was busy staring at the mini-map, or just expecting my horse to show some common sense, I was so amused by the physicality of the “horse crashes” in this game, I saved every single one.