Zhou Jianwu was so excited that he took the walkie-talkie and called the center console.

"How fast is the cornering speed?! Is the data available?! How fast is it!"

The sound of the center console was a little trembling: "Into the corner 138, out to the corner 91, the whole journey was 2.13 seconds, passing the speed was 117!"

"Lying down, you're so irritating!"

"That's G65, are you right?!"

"So quickly catch up with the extreme cornering speed of the big bull?"

Everyone around was crazy and swearing.

The so-called extreme speed does not refer to the instantaneous speed, but the average speed of the entire curve from the inlet to the outturn, and the entire section.

130 turns into the bend, 80 turns out, and evenly drops less than 100.

180 turns into a corner, drifts at a super high angle, 30 turns out, and the average speed may be less than 80 - the premise is that you do not overturn.

The ultimate cornering speed of SAIC Racing is the benchmark model of Formula 1. In other words, only F1 can approach that extreme cornering speed.

Folk supercars such as Big Niu and Rafa are far away from the limit.

As for the G65...

That thing is not a model that should be on the track at all. It lifts it a bit at the extreme cornering speed of 100 kilometers per hour.

What's the result?!

Wang Yan ran out a 117!

Chu Xin's eyes were full of colorful colors and he murmured: "So amazing..."

Zhou Jianwu blushed and asked Heihu again: "It's so damn, what's your buddy doing?!"

Heihu was so beautiful that he hugged his chest with both hands and raised his chin: "My new little brother is still alive?"

"roll!"

A middle finger was raised around him.

"Don't be the blind cat hitting a dead mouse..."

Suddenly, a young man poured a basin of cold water, his face full of soreness.

Everyone knows what's going on, but no one cares about it.

It is impossible for a newcomer to be liked by everyone, because the reason is not important. There are so many similar situations, just get used to it.

Heihu was smuggled and felt uncomfortable, but it was not convenient to argue directly. He was feeling uncomfortable, and Wang Yan slapped him in the face.

It was a continuous hairpin bend, and the G65 still rushed in at the initial speed that would have problems under normal circumstances.

I'm left piaopiao!

I sway right!

The drift of the lawn scraping twice in a row fully demonstrated the performance of the G65.

President Maserati and TT were chasing each other wildly, and honestly walked through the corners, but were still 20 meters away.

Under normal circumstances, it should be reversed.

Although the straight-line acceleration G65 is the fastest and the continuous power is the strongest, in fact, when it really hits the arena, those two cars can kill the G65.

The performance and control of curves cannot be reflected by rigid data.

However, the Che Shen Wang is just unreasonable!

"Mom! I might be blind..."

"It's so accurate, right? How does God Wang control it?!"

Heihu glanced at the young man who spoke sarcastic words and raised an eyebrow: "Brother, I'm not convinced, my little brother is so fierce!"

It's really bad, anyway, Zhou Jianwu is convinced.

"That's so awesome! Did God Wang start running and pulling since he was a child?! It's so irritating..."

"That's right! Can you still be so lazy in the field competition?!"

"I have been in SSCC for four years and have watched many games. Today I'm really eye-opening!"

"Don't whine! Record well! Record more!"

When watching the game, everyone is professional, so they each have too many MMPs to express.

The first premise is that there is basically no "real drift" in the field competition.

The "rampant" of short distances and the vehicle is slightly out of control, which is not a real drift, but the technical ability of the amateur players is not enough.

It is extremely rare for top drivers to occasionally achieve some strategic goals by losing control.

It is the first time I have seen such a big drift like Mr. Wang.

But everyone has to admit that Wang Shen’s drift is indeed the best strategy.

Because of the car model.

If the G65 is not in a normal line and cornering, it is even more nonsense to drift normally.

The clever thing is that the lawn buffer belt next to the road can provide a low friction coefficient environment similar to a rally.

However, normal road sports cars, including the president and TT, cannot take advantage of that environment at all.

What a terrible situation is it for a sports car that emphasizes handling and track performance to lose control half of the body?

First of all, both power and speed are not worth the effort.

Secondly, drivers who are generally specialized in road racing have their own skills that are not enough to control that situation.

Walking on the edge of losing control, listening to Thief Jill's romance, actually I'll read it for you in minutes.

Wang Yan is better, like a happy crab, driving the G65, which is known as the strongest off-road performance, and turning the road race into a pull force.

The so-called "playing one's strengths and avoiding one's weaknesses" is nothing more than just this.

Zhou Jianwu sighed: "I always tell you that the most important quality of a master is to use the width of the road to the extreme... But I really didn't expect that someone could use the isolation belt to the extreme!"

"That's right! Xia Yu and the others are running on a standard-width track. Wang Shen's track is 3 meters wider than them. How can they win?!"

G65 has been soaring all the way, leaving the president and TT farther and farther away.

Chu Xin clenched his fists nervously and murmured to himself: "It turns out that he has only shown his true strength now..."

No outsiders heard it, but everyone's ideas were obviously the same.

"When the love Shen Wang was releasing the first two games?"

"No, I should be familiar with the track..."

"Hey, why do I feel that it is still not the true strength of God Wang?"

"What a waste! Give God Wang a Rafa and break Mr. Pan's record in minutes!"

"It's true! The technology is so terrible. There are so many curves, no mistakes in one mistake."

"It's so accurate... I feel that the front wheel inclination angle is well controlled every time I go out of a corner... Sons, come and worship me for the gods!"

"There is really no nickname, God Wang, God really damn!"

At first, the black tiger called Wang Shen like a joke. Everyone was not familiar with Wang Yan and didn't know where the nickname Wang Shen came from.

Now, I simply call him the god of the god of the god of the car.

"Let's go, go down and go to the end to welcome the god of Wang!"

Zhou Jianwu waved his hand enthusiastically and walked down the audience area first.

The buddies were slightly stunned, feeling that this courtesy was really super good, and they were no longer normal.

Zhou Jianwu had his own idea in his mind: no matter how he asked, he would ask Shen Wang to join SSCC!

With God Wang here, why worry about not being able to suppress the SCC of the imperial capital?!

G65 crossed the finish line with lightning speed, leading the spring and summer rain for at least 5 seconds.

When the car was parked in the parking area, Mr. Wang got off the car and was immediately surrounded by crowds.

The big guy was so enthusiastic that he didn't know who started to get the head, so he started to lose face.

"Shen Wang, Niu Bi!"

"Heifer rides wire!"

"The heifer takes a plane!"

"Heifer playing in a handstand!"

"Heifera sauna!"

...

A group of silly silly made Wang Yan laugh and cry.
To be continued...