Tracks
Sunny Beach Length: 13,477 ft (4,108 m)
A reworked version of the Novice course in Ridge Racer. Standard course running through town to the shoreline.
Green Field Length: 19,251 ft (5,868 m)
A reworked version of the Advanced course in Ridge Racer. Extension of Sunny Beach, with high speeds the norm.
Park Town Length: 11,574 ft (3,528 m)
A simple Figure 8 track with long straightaways and simple turns.
Above the City Length: 17,037 ft (5,193 m)
An extension of Park Town, the track experiences sudden elevation drops and irregular corners.
Outer Pass Length: 14,878 ft (4,535 m)
A slightly modified version of Sunny Beach. Defined with a mountainous terrain in the first half of the track.
Bayside Line Length: 25,688 ft (7,830 m)
Longest track in Ridge Racer V, meant to challenge the most experienced drivers. This is an extension of Outer Pass.
Airport Oval Length: 11,246 ft (3,428 m)
Setup similar to a NASCAR race, this ten-lap race is highlighted by the use of special Oval Engines; high power engines meant for full throttle racing.
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