Chapter 170

Two sports cars parked at the starting line of the track make a roaring sound almost at the same time. The tires spin on the ground, emitting thick smoke and increasing heat to achieve maximum grip.

A young woman, wearing hot clothes, holding a countdown of three LED display board, stood in the middle of the front of the two cars.

The numbers on the LED display board began to jump and become four. Every time they changed, people around them were more nervous.

Ning one week face despised to the side glanced one eye, then the eye fixed on the front.

When the number on the LED board changes from one to zero, the two cars rush out almost at the same time, after two seconds of going hand in hand. GTR began to distance itself from Mercedes Benz GT, and the performance gap between the two cars was obvious in a straight line.

GTR is completely out of date.

"It's better to win with less. It's not necessary to look at it at all. Without mentioning technology, hardware facilities alone will completely crush it."

"Indeed."

Soon. Zhang Xuan was pulled away by Ning for a week in a straight line. He will enter 50 meters. In the world of martial arts, which is only 21 kilometers in itself, 50 seconds is extremely lethal in this race against the clock. Moreover, it is just the start. The continuous curve behind will open up a bigger gap. The specially modified car will have better cornering performance.

When it comes to the first bend. Ning Yizhou makes a very beautiful drift turn. Even if a professional racing driver comes to watch the race, he can't pick out any defects. He doesn't dare to say that he does better than Ning Yizhou. He is good at this track. Ning Yizhou is so familiar.

Take another look at Zhang Xuan. He didn't use the drift technique when crossing the curve. Just like usual driving, he took a direction and let the car drive into the curve normally.

One is a beautiful drift over the corner skills, one is plain driving over the corner, high and low points!

"Ah, I thought this Lin's son-in-law would surprise us. In the end, this is his courage to accept Ning Shao racing?"

"You can't do a simple drift. What kind of car are you racing?"

Beside Lin QingHan, Jiang Yan sighed, "QingHan, it seems that your husband is going to lose this time, but it's normal. Your husband doesn't touch these aspects. He would rather race a lot for a week."

Ding Yun stood beside his wife, looking at the red Mercedes Benz GT on the field, silent, but in his eyes, it is flashing with a strange brilliance.

Yi Hai also stares at the Mercedes Benz GT on the field and makes a low voice, "no, you see, QingHan's husband's speed of turning is not slower than Ning's one week, on the contrary, it's a little faster!"

It's not only Yi Hai who found this problem, but also other places.

"Originally, the gap between the two cars was at least 50 meters. Now it has been shortened to 45 meters, and the distance between the two cars will be reduced a lot with every corner. "

"How can it be? He doesn't have any drift skills at all. How can he catch up with Ning Shao?" The young man standing in a place not far away from QingHan.

"It's a very simple truth." Ding Yun, who hasn't said a word all the time, tidied up his neckline and lowered his voice. "The so-called drift is nothing more than a great dazzle. Why does the vehicle drift? To put it bluntly, it is only when the rear wheel of the vehicle is out of control that it causes drift. Even if the car is out of control, how fast can it go? Ning Yizhou uses drift to turn the corner. His car has been modified, and the original lateral acceleration can reach 1.2 g when turning the corner. But now it's only 0.5 g. Zhang Xuan is different. He completely brings out the lateral acceleration of this Mercedes Benz GT, reaching the limit, nearly a G! "

Ding Yun's words attracted a lot of people's attention. Many people know that Ding Yun is the son-in-law of the family, but no one thought that he knows so much about car racing. At a glance, he can see Ni Duan. Is it hard to succeed? Is he also a master?

Ding Yun's eyes are deep, staring at the track.

"Pa"

Jiang Yan slapped Ding Yun on the back of the head, "speak well, pretend to be deep."

Ding Yun gave a flattering smile. Repeatedly nodded, "good wife."

This sudden change of painting style makes it a little hard for those standing nearby to accept, but they can understand what Ding Yun said. Is it hard to say that the plain turning is faster than drifting?

At this time, the two cars in Saiwu circle have reached the continuous curve. There are nine curves in total. After passing these curves, there will be four circles. The center of the circle is the end. But generally speaking, the nine consecutive curves are the place to decide the victory or defeat. If we can't get the lead here, there is little hope for the four circles behind.

Ning Yizhou drives into a continuous curve. When he made a difficult drift turn, every turn was beautiful, just like an art performance, but Zhang Xuan brought him closer and closer. Even in this kind of continuous turn, Zhang Xuan did not make any drift action.

At this time, on the top floor of the leisure Hall of the club, a middle-aged man stood in front of the huge French window, looking at the two cars of Saiwu, "awesome, it's really amazing to drive an ordinary Mercedes Benz GT like this! I don't think you have such a master here. ""Master, what do you say?" A young man stood behind the middle-aged man with a puzzled face.

This young man is the owner of this club, Lou Yihao.

The Lou family is rarely heard of in Xixia Province, but if they are put in the whole northwest, they are quite powerful families.

Lou Yihao, who loves outdoor sports, has built such a private club in almost every province in Northwest China, not for profit, just for making friends.

The middle-aged man in front of Lou Yihao is his racing master. Has won a number of national first prize, superb technology.

Following his master, Lou Yihao has seen many car races, equation races, rallies and so on, but he has never seen his master boast so much about a person, using the four words "really powerful".

The middle-aged man reached out and pointed to the track, "I remember I told you at that time, every car. The most difficult thing to master is that every vehicle will be out of control. If you don't reach this limit, it shows that you still have a long way to go in terms of racing

Lou Yihao nodded. He remembered his master's words, but he didn't remember them now. We are also working hard to control the limit of vehicles, but only by doing so can we know how difficult it is to control.

The middle-aged man continued, "alone. It's even more difficult to master the limits of racing cars after precise adjustment, not to mention mass production of civil cars. No civil car can make the data as precise as racing cars. The data is not exactly what is written in the parameter table. "

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