There aren't enough words to describe this game, but I suppose some could call it a master piece. While playing this game I was surrounded by the semantic field of serenity enclosed in a pool of my own thoughts; watching my ducks float, listening to the music fill my headset, and trying to find hidden meanings. I still do not understand propeller ducks goals or how he invented such technology; I can only sit and run this game patiently waiting for him to return. I would not dare turn this game off; the thought of missing out on an event only I was patient enough to see fuels me and drives me to be who I am. I am still yet to learn how the flamingo inflatable manages to edge itself closer to the pool, but witnessing events like these leads me to believe in the mountains the giant yeti duck may thaw out. Could yeti duck be the mother of all plastic ducks? Could yeti duck hold the secrets of all that has happened and all that is to come? I was hurt to see the audacious people negatively reviewing this game due to its usage of 98% of their gpus. I suppose they aren't, like the rest of us, worthy Placid Plastic Duck Simulator Enjoyers.