StarLane is a tiny ship on floating platforms in the dark. You steer. You jump the gaps. You clip a barrier you swear wasn’t there. The score is distance in meters. The king sits at the top of the board until someone goes further. Practice is free and still somehow rude. Paid packs start at $1 when you’re ready to mean it. There is no prize. Just the lane, your last crash, and the quiet urge to try one more run.