I've swapped modern live service games for a browser game that's been running since 2009

As the shroom-hopping race begins, the starter's pistol backfires, delivering a bullet straight through his foot. He hoots and curses, and the racers stall in the blocks, waiting for confirmation that the contest has really begun. I take the opportunity to grab an early lead, sprinting ahead into a field of oversized fungi. "It was a public service," Fallen London's silent narrator assures me. "One official's podiatric misfortune can't be allowed to disrupt the entertainment of the masses. He knew the risks."

At one point...