Every track, built by hand

Race through a pastel harbour town as it gets ready for its lantern festival. Over three laps the town lights up, and the last one ends under fireworks.

Tiny karts loose in a giant’s kitchen while the household sleeps in. Lap by lap the house wakes up: the kettle, the radio, then the alarm clock.

A sunny valley at harvest time. Every lap the harvesters mow a new way through the purple fields, so the fastest line on lap three doesn’t exist on lap one.

The Terrace Leap. Launch off the village terrace wall and the whole purple valley opens up below you.

A hushed forest at night, where giant mushroom caps glow and the moss lights up as you pass. By lap three the whole forest is in bloom.

A sunrise lap of Cappadocia: under a carved arch, down a rose-pink canyon and round a citadel of rock, with hot-air balloons drifting close enough to touch.

Climb a stack of hairpins out of a highland market town in northern Vietnam, race a cliff road above a jade river, then drop through golden rice terraces.

Race the road of candles on the night of remembrance, from the town fiesta up past the glowing chapels and across a river of marigold petals. A celebration of love and memory.

Climb from a lemon-market town through an open cliff gallery and over a stone viaduct, then race the cliffs down to the fishing harbour as the sun sets. Two long laps.

A fast forest circuit of sweepers and real elevation, with cycling fans on the big climb. A shower rolls in on lap two, then the road dries one line at a time.

The Cuvette and the Côte. Plunge into a compression at the stream bridge, then climb flat out to a crest of open sky.

A floodlit street race at night: white-arcaded avenues, a narrow old bridge into a tight hairpin, and a long waterfront run beneath a glowing skyline.

A tight, glamorous street circuit stacked up the cliffs: climb to a grand plaza, drift a painfully slow hairpin, then dive through a tunnel towards the harbour.

A proper race weekend: pit garages, packed grandstands and a Ferris wheel on the hill. Link four drifts up the cherry-lined esses, dive under the bridge, then fly back over it.

A frozen lake where the ice cutters’ channels and stacked blocks redraw the course every lap. Two thirds of the lap is ice, and only a drift corners fast.

Start on top of a giant dam in a red-rock canyon and dive down its dry spillway, round a full-circle helix and over a jump. On the final lap, the gates open.

The Release. A horn sounds, the gates lift and the spillway becomes a roaring water slide. Ride the flood down.

A stone city on a floating island rearranges itself around the race: streets fold up on hinges, a clocktower spirals you down its face, and the city turns upside down.

Pillows are mountains and milk bottles are glowing towers. Race round a sleeping teddy bear, under a turning mobile and across an open storybook, then spiral down a giant music box.

The grand finale. One ribbon of road threads six folded realities, each with its own sky and its own rules. Streets curl overhead and the world drops away.