Mixed In the United States As a Local Tyrant

  Chapter 340 Small gambling and joy

   (The agreed third watch)

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   There is a technical team for modification, and An Feng continues to conduct professional racing training.

Before that, he also had contact with racing cars, but it was not as comprehensive as the current system. In terms of braking, racing cars pay more attention to braking skills, especially electric cars without gearboxes, which don’t need to care about gear shifting and speed. How to grasp the timing of the brakes becomes the key to victory.

  An Feng is also aware of the importance of proper braking. Only those who can step on the brakes are racing cars. In motorsports—even without ABS, too much brake force will cause the tires to lock up, and too little brake force will not achieve the effect. So racing and road driving are two worlds.

  Road driving is protected by various electronic systems, and the racing car has removed these burdens. Even if you step on the accelerator too aggressively, it will shake its head and sway out of your control. Now Anfeng has learned from this aspect, left foot braking, heavy braking, professional skidding, jumping side skidding... There are many ways of racing, some are useful, some are not necessarily effective, the strongest is a sober and fast brain.

   This is the reason why An Feng was able to create miracles repeatedly.

His brain is too easy to use, the biological brain is stagnant, but the machine brain can run at high speed all the time, and give him the best judgment. This is equivalent to crashing the primitive racing car with all the advanced "electronic assistance" in motorsports, just like It's as easy to drive as a supercar on the road.

  His learning speed is very fast, and even Cooper, the main force of the GP team, admires him after one pass.

   Given time, it will become a great weapon!

  But this person likes fishing for three days and drying nets for two days. He is still practicing this morning. You won’t find anyone in the afternoon. It is said that he will bet at the racetrack tomorrow morning. He is so lucky that he can’t stop now. In the afternoon, I finally showed up after so many calls, but I spent a few hours cleaning the car in the museum...

   If the drivers of other teams dare to play like this, they will be fired in minutes.

   But An Feng is definitely an exception. He is the boss of both the team and the car factory. Who dares to fire the boss?

  In the end, let them be free. Anyway, the team still has a trump card. John Cooper’s goal is to win the championship and promote it for GP and Maserati. There may be higher-level electric events in the future. So while Anfeng entertained around the small track in his Ferrari F40, Cooper practiced.

  When An Feng was riding a horse, Cooper was practicing; when An Feng was in the swimming pool, Cooper was practicing; when An Feng was taking a nap with his wife in his arms, he was still practicing. But the final result is... Cooper was able to run a single lap record of 1 minute and 28 seconds, and the lazy An Feng was also able to run a record of 1 minute and 30 seconds.

  Even Duke regretted: "Such a racing genius is a super rich man who has everything. God likes to joke."

  Howard is very envious: "If I can also have this kind of life, I will give nothing in exchange."

  Duke shook his head: "You didn't pursue it!"

   "You are too rich!" Howard smiled.

  After running 20 laps in one breath today, An Feng stopped and got out, threw the steering wheel to the technician, and wiped his sweat: "I just screwed it out!"

   "Really?" Howard asked in surprise, "Is it the eleventh bend?"

   "That's right, I was scared to death!" An Feng said, "The steering wheel fell off just as I was exiting the corner. I hurried to grab the steering shaft and put it back on."

   "You're not holding the steering wheel the right way." Howard was sure.

  An Feng quibbled: "Are you sure the design of the steering wheel is okay?"

   This question stopped Howard. He looked at the steering wheel and asked uncertainly: "Maybe a little bit, do you need to modify it?"

"Improve it, I'll find something to do." An Feng said, took off the thick one-piece racing suit, changed into shorts, a T-shirt and slippers, and first went to get a bottle of Bida, a mid-end product in plastic , originally the mid-end is glassy, ​​but considering that this is a track, there can be no debris.

He poured himself a few sips to replenish his strength, and walked slowly to the maintenance area next to him. His retro red F40 was parked quietly. The sports car abuses people on the track. According to Anfeng's original intention, the racing track is open and implements a membership system. Members can use two small tracks and a straight track, and can use the F1 track in their spare time.

  An Feng often goes there to show off his skills and bully amateurs.

  To be fair, no matter whether the opponent is a Porsche 918 or a McLaren P1, he only uses the F40, and he can always struggle for a while and make new friends. Everyone knows that the guy who drives the F40 is a driver. He has a lot of insights into racing and likes to chat a few words.

  Maybe he has become famous for playing, but someone said today that he has the Porsche 959 that Anfeng wanted, the red model, 1987, the F40 rival, and the maintenance is not bad. An Feng became interested as soon as he heard it, but the owner of the car was not short of money, and he didn't want to sell the 959 directly, but wanted to exchange F40 with An Feng.

Others heard that it was a good deal, but An Feng thought it was meaningless. Although there were a lot of F40s, there were a lot of crashes and scraps over the years, which are rare now. Besides, it is the flagship of Ferrari, and An Feng relied on it. Get an invitation from Ferrari F12XX, what a lucky artifact!

  He said decisively: "No, it's my favorite car. Maybe I can pay a higher price?"

  The other party shook his head: "I'm not short of money, but I like your F40."

   "Then there is no other way." An Feng shrugged.

"I have an idea." The other party had an idea, "I'll find a driver to compete with your F40 on the track for ten laps with the 959, and the winner will take away the opponent's car. How about it? Mr. An, you are a professional driver. , I have seen your performance on the track, and your technique is very good."

  An Feng laughed, so he was playing tricks on me.

But he agreed, and he drove the classic car almost every time on the second amoeba track, and the results were amazing when he ran alone, and he made corresponding adjustments during the race, in order to train his skills—this caused An illusion of appearing weaker than it really is.

  The opponent invited a professional driver to challenge with 959. Wanting to take away his F40, it was a good plan. An Feng looked at the opponent with a smile, and accepted the challenge happily—even if he couldn't, he would only lose one F40. The important thing is that he has a high degree of confidence in winning the race.

  The game is played in the afternoon.

The track with a total length of 3.25 kilometers has a total of 8 corners. It is a high-speed track, but entering low-speed corners on the high-speed track is a test of technology. The opponent's car, the Porsche 959, has an acceleration of 3.7 per 100 kilometers and a top speed of 317, which is similar to the current Porsche 911. . Porsche has been busy for three decades.

The acceleration from 100 kilometers to Ferrari F40 is a bit slower, but the top speed is higher. The two sides were competing models back then, just like the current three beasts. They were on par, and then they were taken away by the McLaren F1 that turned out to be out of nowhere... An Feng sat in Inside the car, they stared at the driver the other party had found.

According to Duke, he has seen this person before, but he is not a top driver. With An Feng's consistent performance, he has the possibility of winning... An Feng smiled. He used to spend most of his time leisurely. It's called "competition", the name is different, how can the gameplay be the same?

A sports car with manual transmission is still in its infancy, the green light is on, and the two cars start at the same time. Immersed in the low noise of electric cars these days, it is the most enjoyable to feel this kind of gear shifting and engine roaring, whether it is sound or hearing, Or feel the **** suspension of the F40 in the ass... Maybe the electric car will be boring in the future, and the audience will doze off... While thinking about it, the opponent leads into the corner.

An Feng was not in a hurry, and played slowly behind. Anyway, ten laps would take at least ten minutes. He was familiar with every detail of the track that could be run with his eyes closed. What he had to do now was to keep up with his opponent's buttocks. Familiar with his number of roads, the way of cornering and braking points.

   There are also dozens of people watching the game, some professional and some amateurs.

  Professionals like Cooper, Howard and Duke, they discuss who will win in the end.

Cooper did not hesitate: "I bet that Ann will win. His skills are average, but he has a strong sense of racing. Although the opponent is also a professional, he has a bad sense of car. You can see that after three consecutive laps, he can't get rid of Ann. , If you continue, your confidence and shortcomings will be exposed."

  Duke nodded: "This guy always works miracles, and I believe him too."

  Howard smiled: "It seems that our ideas are the same, he can make the impossible possible every time."

   For three consecutive laps, An Feng followed closely behind his opponent and did not overtake, just to make him unable to escape and create psychological pressure... The latter is probably An Feng's idea. When a high-speed corner approached, he decisively adopted a very domineering strategy of cutting the inside line, scrambling to reach the apex first, braking with his left foot to keep the engine at a high speed, and at the same time using a classic rallying technique—professional skidding. That is to make the rear wheel of the car drive into the land outside the track, so that it loses its original grip in an instant, so as to obtain a larger angle to exit the corner.

  An Feng hummed the Divine Comedy of Drifting, glanced at his opponent in the rearview mirror, and stepped on the accelerator.

From the outside audience's point of view, this guy An Feng regards the four-wheel drive as a rear drive, and it also has the feeling of a track rally. The hybrid car seems to be smooth, has great confidence in himself, and is still teasing his opponent. Occupy the overtaking point and not overtake.

An Feng in the car seemed to have seen the ugly face of the guy who bet with him... Finally, he slapped the guy on the face again, and with the most exquisite performance, he locked the lap speed at 59 seconds. With the birth of the record, the audience We are already applauding, the legendary sword of the 1980s is not old.

   After ten laps, An Feng took the lead and crossed the line steadily.

   Then he spun coquettishly on the track, burning tires on the spot, causing white smoke to billow.

   Turned around again, drove Xiaohong to the other party, got out of the car and whistled to look at the red Porsche 959, and smiled: "Should we follow the agreement?"

   "Here you are." The middle-aged man was also generous, after all, he was the one who used the trick first, and finally caught himself, so he couldn't blame others, he was willing to bet and admit defeat.

  An Feng took the key and said: "Welcome to continue to play next time!"

The middle-aged man left with a heartache on his face. He probably either called a taxi or walked. There are no taxis in this place, and the bus runs every two hours. It’s not very pleasant... After a few seconds of emotion, An Feng came with a smile In front of the Porsche 959, I looked at it from the inside to the outside, sat in the car and looked at the odometer, and only ran more than 10,000 miles. The maintenance is very good, and there will be no major problems if you dare to take it on the track.

   "Small gambling makes me happy." An Feng started the sports car, listening to the sound of the engine, his face was intoxicated, it really was a magic weapon back then.

Howard, who was watching the game outside, said to them: "See? His performance changes with the opponent. If the opponent is strong, he is correspondingly strong. We are examples. Judging from the current situation, only Cooper can Suppress him firmly, but it's hard to say in the future."

  Duke was deeply touched and looked at Cooper: "It seems that the strength of the team will be stronger than expected."

"It's better like this." Howard said, "I heard that there are top drivers coming to participate this time. Chevrolet has transferred people from professional events. If other participating teams play like this, the level of events will be very high. We have to Do more preparations for high-level competitions."

  (end of this chapter)