There you are, quietly sitting in front of the TV set wishing that you could have a car like James Bond's, when the room is suddenly lit by a weird light and your fairy Godmother appears.
'Your wish is my command', says she and voom you're behind the wheel of a mega-hard sports car, streaking down the highway with people shooting at you.
As you pull into the back of a friendly looking truck a man in a suit gives you a message about an evil roadgang that is terrorising the highways, complete with bullet-proof cars, tyre slashers and missile toting helicopters.
So - streak along the road in your weapon-loaded vehicle, blasting the enemy to smithereens before they claim all the highways of the world as their own.
But first - where did you put your driving licence...?