The camera zooms back to one second ago.
Two very similar 911s are decelerating into a corner.
Chen Yuhang's RS has better performance and is one car body ahead, so he has already grabbed the outside track and obtained the best cornering angle.
Laggards are always passive. Huang Xu only has two choices left -
Either follow the RS, give up overtaking, and look for another opportunity at the next corner.
Or take the risk of entering the corner early and take full advantage of the car's light weight and more flexible cornering.
Today is a very embarrassing day for Huang Xu, and everything goes wrong.
I don't know if it's because Lin Weiwei is in the car, or if it's because she's resentful of Chen Yuhang, or because she's extremely disgusted with Wang Yan, or maybe it's because the two glasses of dry wine she drank before haven't evaporated yet...
All in all, at the moment when Huang Xu should make a decision, his mind got hot and he turned in advance, preparing to corner.
In fact, this is not such a wrong choice.
The limit speed of this curve marked on the track description is 55 kilometers per hour. Huang Xu's dial shows that the current speed is 54. He decelerates to about 48 when entering the corner with the brake. The average speed of the entire section is almost 50, and there is still a lot of space. Abundant.
Well... plenty for experts.
Huang Xu was not particularly confident in completing the entire set of high-speed cornering techniques. The probability of running off the track was as high as 50%, and he could succeed once in two times.
So, it's just hot-headedness.
If we had another opponent and saw Huang Xu being so fierce, there is a high probability that he would give in. Anyway, the performance of RS is good, so it doesn't matter if he suffers a slight loss.
However, the person driving the RS was Chen Yuhang. With this guy's violent and reckless character, he didn't understand what cowardice was.
As a result, the two cars approached the turning point before the curve until they were only 80 centimeters apart.
At this moment, an accident that no one expected happened... A naughty kid threw a crushed can from outside the stadium.
Then, there was just a muffled "bang" sound, Huang Xu's GT3 collided with Chen Yuhang's RS, Porsche's millisecond-response airbag instantly deployed, and the two people lost control of the vehicle at the same time.
Immediately afterwards, the GTR behind hit the butt of one of the 911s, and the two red sports cars began to spin.
The accident happened so suddenly and quickly that outsiders couldn't see who was at fault. They saw two 911s entangled and rolled all the way into the protective wall.
There was a gravel speed bump outside the track, and tires were hung on the protective wall as cushions. However, when the accident happened, these two things were completely useless.
Two seconds later, a 911 overturned in the gravel, and another, even more ridiculous, was tilted upside down on the protective wall. The common thing is that the damage was extremely serious.
"Fuck!"
Wu Fanlin jumped up and was stunned.
"Ah!"
The screams from the ladies were deafening.
"Hurry up and call someone! Where are the staff?!"
Some people are looking around like a headless chicken. They are mentally retarded. If there were staff, could this happen
The scene was in chaos. Fu Yushi and Na Wu were worried to death. They grabbed Wang Yan's arm and kept shouting: "Woof woof! Weiwei..."
"You two stay here and don't run around!"
Wang Yan gently opened the two girls' fingers, turned around and rushed towards the protective wall.
The base of the protective wall is made of cement, about chest high, and has a barbed wire fence on it to facilitate spectators watching the event.
Every 10 meters, there is a gap in the barbed wire fence, which can allow one person to pass through.
Wang Yan jumped to the gap in a few steps, jumped into the field, and rushed towards the accident scene at high speed.
Damn it!
Lin Pingzhi, please don’t let anything happen to you!
The speed of 79 was fully launched. In less than 10 seconds, Wang Yan crossed a distance of more than 80 meters and arrived at the accident scene.
Both cars were red 911s. Without the license plate, Wang Yan couldn't tell them apart, so he rushed towards the closer one first.
The front of the car crashed down and hung upside down on the barbed wire fence of the protective wall. The front of the car was shattered into pieces.
Wang Yan didn't understand that this was the carbon fiber material of the sports car. He was worried to death. He found that the passenger door was stuck in the tire and immediately walked around to the cab.
The driver's window was shattered, but the driver was caught in the air by the seat belt and airbag and couldn't see his face clearly.
Wang Yan immediately opened an air bag and finally saw the driver.
The unlucky one is that Chen Yuhang, who was paid 2,580,000 yuan, now has his head drooped, nosebleeds dripping from his nose, and one eye is swollen.
Seeing Wang Yan, Chen Yuhang's one eye glowed with a glimmer of hope, as if he was joyful at surviving a desperate situation.
"Brother, please help me!"
"Sorry to bother you!"
Wang Yan thoughtfully put the air bag back on, turned around and ran away.
"Well, you can do a magic trick yourself!"
…
Now there was only an overturned 911 left. There was no way he could admit his mistake. Wang Yan went straight to the co-pilot.
When we arrived, there were already several racing car drivers rushing over, ready to help.
However, Huang Xu's 911GT3 is in worse condition than that RS.
The front of the car was smashed and the whole car overturned, but the doors were deformed and the windows were intact, so no one could get out at all.
The worst thing is that Huang Xu's car has been lightweighted, sacrificing a lot of protective performance. The most direct consequence is that the oil pipeline hidden in the chassis has ruptured, and gasoline is flowing and seeping into the interior of the body.
At the same time, white smoke was still coming out of the engine.
Wang Yan, who had never seen this scene before, was furious and was about to smash the car window.
"Brother, brother! Don't get excited!"
Someone immediately grabbed Wang Yan.
"Brother, we all have tools in the car, please wait a moment!"
"Yes, the door is made of a metal frame. It is now deformed and difficult to remove. Don't worry."
"We have to consider the safety of the people inside. If there are injuries, violent demolition may cause secondary injuries... "
A total of three riders came to rescue here, and they seemed to be talking logically, but they didn't have a specific idea during the discussion, and they just hurriedly ran back to the car to get tools.
Wang Yan didn't care about competing with them, he immediately lay down on the ground and wiped open a window.
Lin Weiwei's condition seemed to be okay. Huang Xu, the idiot, finally didn't remove the roll cage on the back seat to reduce weight. The entire seat was in a very upright position, and all the airbags of all sizes were fully deployed. Lin Weiwei only exposed half of her face. The face is outside.
The moment he saw Wang Yan, the eyes of this carefree girl from the imperial capital filled with tears.
The first sentence shows even more weakness.
"Woof woof, I'm afraid..."
"Don't be afraid."
"What?"
Lin Weiwei was stunned.
"When is your birthday?" Wang Yan tried his best to smile relaxedly.
"Dizzy!" Lin Weiwei understood and rolled her eyes fiercely, "It sounds so unpleasant..."
Seeing that she was in good physical and mental condition, Wang Yan finally felt relieved and bared his teeth in a smile.
"You have your hair hanging down and you roll your eyes. Do you know what you look like?"
Lin Weiwei said nothing and suddenly bit her lower lip.
There was a lot of dust on Gouzi's face, and his grin was not only not handsome, but also a bit silly.
But those two rows of white teeth were so bright that they were dazzling.
Just as Wang Yan was about to reveal the answer to the mystery, a little fat man ran up beside him, panting, and said, "Brother Wang, I only have one wrench in my car..."
Wang Yan raised his head in astonishment, truly convinced by these amateur pheasants.
Brother Wang was very embarrassed and consoled him in a good voice: "Brother, don't panic, 911 is an explosion-proof fuel tank, and the fuel line has an automatic locking and cutting function, so it is unlikely to catch fire."
Just after he finished speaking, the engine's position "popped", a wisp of flames burst out, and it ignited.
To be honest, I have tried my best, under so much messy pressure, to cultivate the immortal code and release it early, but is it still okay
(End of chapter)