Twisted Metal is a series near and dear to this gamer’s heart. It was the first game I ever played on the PlayStation, and it’s also one of the few game franchises that I put more hours in than I have to my personal hygiene. Between the firefights with friends in the original TM, stalking my brother in Paris (Spectre was his main) in TM2, to the epic four-way dances-of-destruction in Twisted Metal Black, I’ve put more hours into blowing up sports cars with ice cream trucks than time studying for college. And, quite frankly, what more education do you need than knowing that clowns are even scarier when their head is on fire? And that paper bags make the best friends in the world?