RC Bandito Races

It's a frat night classic: wait till the security teams are occupied, throw your turbo-charged RC cars over the fence, and race a few laps around the main runway at LSIA. Last one across the line gets the cavity search. Lap race for the RC Bandito.

Ah, the sights of north Los Santos. The majesty of the Galileo observatory, the luxury of the Vinewood Hills, the splatter of collateral damage as hordes of tiny weapons-grade cars enter a collective death spiral just before the finish line. Point to point race for the RC Bandito.

What happens in the arena, stays in the arena. But if you really need to settle a score, you do it the old-fashioned way: fast laps around the building in an RC Bandito.

If you want a real cross section of high-end humanity, head to Vespucci Beach. Sunbathers, bodybuilders, families, flirting couples: every single one a perfect target for a remote-control truck to the shins. Lap race for the RC Bandito.

In Los Santos, the glass is always half full. Take Elysian Island, for instance. Look beyond the poorly secured machinery and the routine workplace fatalities, and see a glorious opportunity for some remote-controlled mayhem. Lap race for the RC Bandito.

Who doesn't remember spending the summer vacation racing remote-control cars around LS docks? Jumping the cranes and cargo ships, knocking each other into the water, getting under the feet of the sex workers and people smugglers. There's always time to relive the good old days. Lap race for the RC Bandito.

When the guards at Bolingbroke aren't playing Hide the Human Rights Treaty, they need to blow off some steam. Turns out straight laps of the perimeter in an RC Bandito are just the ticket.

What does end phase hipsterism look like? Well, racing around Mirror Park in a car so small you can't actually get inside it is definitely a contender. Lap race for the RC Bandito.

The good citizens of Paleto have always enjoyed the simple life: heavy drinking, small arms fire, accidental incest, and now a really tight course for RC cars. Lap race for the RC Bandito.

Vespucci Pier feels like a low-level acid trip at the calmest of times. See it from the perspective of a twitchy RC car clocking in 30mph past the candy floss stand, and get ready to loosen that mental grip... Lap race for the RC Bandito.

Fore! There's no hole-in-one quite like a remote-control car right between the other guy's eyes. Lap race for the RC Bandito.

If you want to get under the radar at Fort Zancudo, you have two choices. One involves getting pretty friendly with the boys in C Company, and the other involves hopping the fence and supercharged RC cars too small to show up on the scanners. Your call... Lap race for the RC Bandito.

Paleto forest is home to more invasive species than anywhere else in the state. Top of the list: morons with RC cars tearing up the undergrowth one irreplaceable habitat at a time. Point to point race for the RC Bandito.

In Sandy Shores, there are three rules: Trust your peripheral vision. Make friends with your fight or flight reflex. And if you hear something that sounds like an RC Bandito driven by a homicidal maniac, it's already too late. Lap race for the RC Bandito.

The filtration system at the Land Act Reservoir was designed to cope with silt, trash, roadkill, light aircraft and human remains. How about remote-control cars, you say? Only one way to find out. Point to point race for the RC Bandito.