Best game ever!!!!!!!!!!!
5
By g1gachad8
Okay so I never really write reviews but on this game I felt it was necessary to write one. I’m gonna try to keep this short and sweet, so bear with me. It all started in late 1865. My great great grandpappy Timothy was a street cleaner, cleaning streets every day for 10 hours a day. He used a pressure washer he invented and patented himself, the Pressure Washer 3000. The years went by, and old grandpappy Timothy got older. Eventually, when he was 85, he was on his death bed. My great grandpappy William, Timothy’s son, reached out for Timothy’s hand as he took his last breaths. Timothy grabbed William’s hand hard, and with his last ounce of strength, handed his pressure washer to his son. “Keep the dream going,” Timothy whispered as he passed away. William decided to carry on this legacy. The next week, William, with heart in his hand, woke up, grabbed his pressure washer, and was about to step out the door until his wife, Sylvie, said, “You’ve been drafted for the army.” William was shattered. He dropped the pressure washer, fell to the ground, and started crying. The next day, Sylvie found the pressure washer sitting there in he foyer, and put it away in the attic. 10 years later, Sylvie gets a note that William was killed in the war. She cries for three straight nights. Then life goes smoothly for 100 years, and everyone forgets about the pressure washer, until June 9th, 2020. On that fateful day, I was rummaging through my great grandma Sylvie’s old attic, when I saw it. The Pressure Washer 3000. I took it downstairs, still in awe of the wonder. I asked great grandma Sylvie if I could keep it, and she said, “Whatever makes your heart content, young soul.” So I took a couple hundred dollar bills from her wallet and then left. At my house, I read the instruction manual to see how it worked and what I could do with it. It seemed it was for washing streets. There was no need for a street washer in 2020, so I did the next best thing to carry on grandpappy Timothy’s legacy: find a mobile game about pressure washing with ads. I downloaded Pressure Washing Run, and I was hooked. I played nonstop for 4 dozen months. I didn’t go to the bathroom once, nor eat sleep, or drink. Which brings me to today. My phone died after four years, so I had to charge it, and when I opened it up, I remembered there were other apps. Namely, the App Store. I found pressure washing run and decided to write a review on it and I typed this: ‘Okay so I never really write reviews but on this game I felt it was necessary to write one. I’m gonna try to keep this short and sweet, so bear with me. It all started in late 1865. My great great grandpappy Timothy was a street cleaner, cleaning streets every day for 10 hours a day. He used a pressure washer he invented and patented himself, the Pressure Washer 3000. The years went by, and old grandpappy Timothy got older. Eventually, when he was 85, he was on his death bed. My great grandpappy William, Timothy’s son, reached out for Timothy’s hand as he took his last breaths. Timothy grabbed William’s hand hard, and with his last ounce of strength, handed his pressure washer to his son. “Keep the dream going,” Timothy whispered as he passed away. William decided to carry on this legacy. The next week, William, with heart in his hand, woke up, grabbed his pressure washer, and was about to step out the door until his wife, Sylvie, said, “You’ve been drafted for the army.” William was shattered. He dropped the pressure washer, fell to the ground, and started crying. The next day, Sylvie found the pressure washer sitting there in he foyer, and put it away in the attic. 10 years later, Sylvie gets a note that William was killed in the war. She cries for three straight nights. Then life goes smoothly for 100 years, and everyone forgets about the pressure washer, until June 9th, 2020. On that fateful day, I was rummaging through my great grandma Sylvie’s old attic, when I saw it. The Pressure Washer 3000. I took it downstairs, still in awe of the wonder. I asked great grandma Sylvie if I could keep it, and she said, “Whatever makes your heart content, young soul.” So I took a couple hundred dollar bills from her wallet and then left. At my house, I read the instruction manual to see how it worked and what I could do with it. It seemed it was for washing streets. There was no need for a street washer in 2020, so I did the next best thing to carry on grandpappy Timothy’s legacy: find a mobile game about pressure washing with ads. I downloaded Pressure Washing Run, and I was hooked. I played nonstop for 4 dozen months. I didn’t go to the bathroom once, nor eat sleep, or drink. Which brings me to today. My phone died after four years, so I had to charge it, and when I opened it up, I remembered there were other apps. Namely, the App Store. I found pressure washing run and decided to write a review on it and I typed this:’ And thus ends my legacy of Pressure Washing Run.
Side note: for some reason when I click no ads and click purchase, it does nothing. I’ve done this over 30,000 times and drained my parent’s life savings, so could we maybe fix that? But overall great game.
