A man and a machine.
Forty-seven evenings. A whole game.
This is not a story about artificial intelligence. It is a story about what two can get done: a person who knows what they want, a machine that builds it, and evening after evening something that was not there before.
What came out of it is a game: you drive, you change direction with one finger, and you make the trip around the world of a great-grandmother who never set off, and who leaves you her postcards. Forty-nine cars, ten worlds, two hundred and forty missions, forty thousand kilometres. It is free, and it is out on Android. It will come to iPhone later.
The book tells how it went, evening by evening: who decided what, where the machine is unbeatable and where — always at the same point — it falls short. It was built by someone who knows how to write code, and decided not to write a single line of it.