It was always right in front of me. Mario Kart is just a metaphor for life only with infinite laps and a 15,000cc race (as opposed to the game’s ‘hardest’ setting at 150cc). And unless you’re lucky, super smart, or really good looking, you’re going to be stuck in the middle of the pack, jostling for position, trying to get ahead. You could be cruising along and navigating life’s meandering path, but all it takes is one misstep on a banana peel that some asshole decides to throw on the ground instead of in the garbage. Then you slip and fall, break a leg, go to the hospital, pay a bunch of money because insurance never covers enough, and have to hobble around for the next six months. Second place to seventh place, just like that.
But like life, the game gives you chances to try and get back into the rat race, as long as you have a good never-give up attitude. Unlike life, the game practices a twisted classist utopian welfare system where they still give to the rich and will try to give more to the poor and middle class. The real world is more about you, the person in the driver’s seat, to take advantage of whatever opportunities you happen to get.