Or, even better, watching him immediately get hit by a car.

There’s always something delightful about watching the goat collapse in a heap on impact, then magically shaking it off as though nothing happened. I tapped Q to enable the rag-doll physics and F to activate slow motion so I could enjoy the goofy flailing of my goat and his unwilling passenger to its fullest. It’s a sequence of weird and random events, like when I snagged a hapless bystander with my impossibly stretchy goat tongue, climbed a huge crane with my horrible ladder-climbing animation, then leaped from the top with my dangling captive in tow.

There’s no story to explain why we’re a goat or what’s filled his heart with such murderous hatred, but the one that developed for me is an absurdist tale of an invincible creature terrorizing a rural community.