There’s a special kind of confidence that only comes from surviving a few decent runs in a casual game. Not real confidence—just enough to make you careless. That’s exactly where I was the fourth time I came back to this game. I remembered the hills. I remembered the rhythm. I remembered thinking, “Okay, I get it now.”I did not, in fact, get it.This session with Eggy Car reminded me why simple games can humble you faster than any complex one ever could.Returning With Muscle Memory (And False Hop...