Car-King

A rusted bench, cold tea and a car creaking at the door. The shop at the far end of the row is yours now — your capital is debt, your collateral is your word.

Roll up the shutter. Open the hood, listen to the fault. You name the price, you close the haggle. Pick the part yourself: original costs more but builds your name, salvage is cheap and bites back. Out of your depth? Hand the job to a mechanic down the road and send the panel work to the paint shop. Deliver before the day ends.

But running a shop is not only fixing cars.

• The loan instalment knocks every morning — miss it and the shutter comes down for good
• Your reputation walks the street ahead of you; a cheap fix saves today and empties tomorrow
• Earn your dealer licence: buy a wreck, rebuild it, list it, and the spread is your profit
• Hire Jake the apprentice and pay his wage — the day he asks for a raise, you haggle with him too
• Inspection rig, body shop, paint booth: which one you open first rewrites the whole month

Sal the master mechanic is beside you from day one, but you do not have to do as he says.

The margin is real: buy low, rebuild properly, keep the difference. Customers and mechanics answer with their faces — 44 customers across six expressions, 32 mechanics whose look shifts with the haggle. When a customer breaks down you drive the tow truck out, but the road is short: a collision never resets the run, it only costs you money. 50 vehicle models, hand-inked comic art, plays fully offline.

Every one of the five languages was written, not machine-translated. No foreign name on a local mechanic's overalls, no man's face on a woman's job card, no currency mixed with another.

No account. No ads. No subscription. One-time full game.

Free to play: the first seven days are yours in full. One purchase, once, keeps the shop open for good. That is all.

Roll the shutter all the way up. The garage is yours.