"lefe1, long50, right."
The girl held the steering wheel, her eyes dark and bright, with a hint of excitement in them. She stepped on the accelerator again, and the sports car shot out like a black panther in the black.
As the track has many bends, my body sways left and right with the sports car, giving me the feeling of riding on a rolling train.
When passing the most accident-prone bends, you can clearly feel the rear end of the car swinging.
When entering the straight road, the speed increases rapidly in an instant.
Qiao Nian almost never stepped on the brakes on the road, and she dared to step on the accelerator even on dangerous bends. In a blink of an eye, even the green Ferrari was nowhere to be seen in front of her, leaving only Zhou Guan's Red Bull RB12.
Qiao Nian was having a great time, his adrenaline rushing. At the last bend, Ye Wangchuan was in command calmly.
She caught up with the Red Bull RB12 in front of her and forced the opponent into a dead corner.
In the collision with her and slowing down.
"Damn!" Zhou Guan's psychological defense collapsed and he braked suddenly at the last moment. The wheels of the Red Bull sports car stirred up a lot of mud and stopped.
The two people in the car watched helplessly as the black Aston Martin swerved along the cliff, brushed past their car, and drove away...
Zhou Guan's heart was beating like a drum, still immersed in the tension of that moment's confrontation. He clenched the reverse disk tightly, and veins bulged on the back of his hand.
Li Shao, who was sitting next to him in the passenger seat, had a pale face. He held the navigator's data log in his hand, with blood vessels bulging in his neck. He muttered absentmindedly: "Fuck... they don't want to live anymore."
Zhou Guan calmed down a little, pulled himself out of the life-and-death struggle, lowered his eyes and whispered, "No, she is sure I dare not."
Li Shao didn't believe it: "If you dare, you two will bump into each other."
Zhou Guan said nothing.
As a professional racing driver, he knows very well that in the end, racing is not about the performance of the car nor the skills of the driver.
In top competitions, everyone is competing with each other. The life-and-death races that reporters talk about are not exaggerated. Only the players with the most stable mentality can stand out and stand at the top.
Zhou Guan believes that no one in the country has a more stable mentality than him, until the moment of life and death tonight when he was trying to gain speed on the curve.
Then he realized that he was too arrogant.
The black Aston Martin drove steadily from beginning to end, but he lost his usual composure the moment the other party approached.
"She's pretty awesome." Zhou Guan said sincerely, "If she enters this circle, the racing world will have an F1 queen."
Racing has always been considered a man's game, but there are still people who break gender barriers in the F1 arena.
It’s a pity that the last woman to shine in the F1 arena has retired for more than ten years, and judging by her age, she can’t be that young.
Zhou Guan pursed his lips, stopped struggling, restarted the engine, and said to Li Shao beside him in a deep voice: "I won't charge you tonight, let's go back."
While they were talking, several cars drove past their car.
Li Shao also knew that he couldn't win tonight.
But he just didn't want the green Ferrari to take first place, so when he heard Zhou Guan say to go back, he immediately became happy again: "Let's go."
Zhou Guan did not drive to the top of the mountain, but turned back to the starting point.
After reaching the top of the mountain and getting the flag planted there, the other sports cars will also turn back one after another. Now they just need to wait and then they will be able to meet up with the others.
15 minutes later, Red Bull RB12 returned to the starting point first.
James checked the car for them and confirmed that the braking did not affect the performance of the car, then he put away the tools and told them to relax. (End of this chapter)