Super Craftsman Chapter 329

Chapter 329 - Circulation Speed (1)

"I didn't notice it earlier. This car's appearance is not bad!"

"The sound of the engine sounds very comfortable, but I'm not sure about its performance."

"Does anyone bet eight and a half points that they can run a lap?"

"Maybe eight minutes and twenty seconds!"

Beep... Beep... Beep... Du!

Along with the sound of the flashing lights, the moment the green light changed, the new car suddenly jumped out.

It started off as a straight road, and the car accelerated without end, turning into a roaring arrow that shot forward. In the blink of an eye, the people at the starting point could only see the tail light.

"Isn't this starting speed too fast?"

"Did anyone just measure the 100km acceleration time?"

"I think it must be within five seconds!"

"Are you slow? That speed increase takes five seconds? "

"It should be within four seconds!"

"In four seconds!"

Although there weren't any professional statistics available, but it was certain that in the eyes of these professionals, the progress that they had just made would require them to be measured professionally, based on their own experience, the speed between zero and one hundred kilometers per hour should be within four seconds.

There were people abroad who had modified the RX-7, which was a pure Rotor Divine Carriage with a 100 km acceleration of 4.9 seconds. It could be considered to have officially entered the four-second club. It had to be known that even four seconds of being able to enter the club was already quite a good sportscar. However, that T character just now could enter the Three Seconds Club. Other than some extremely abnormal Super Sportscar s, it was basically one of the most excellent sports cars.

"Who's the driver?" It seems like control is very professional! "

"I didn't see it clearly."

"Wait until we stop the car, I don't think we know him."

The noise in the public channel did not affect Guo Tailai and the others, they were currently in the private channel, communicating with Hai Yinsi through a female employee translator. Or perhaps it could be said that it was not an exchange, but listening to Hai Yinsi's shouts within the channel.

"Haha, nicecar, I'm going to turn the corner, it's so comfortable!"

"I love it! Whoo! Whoo! The car is completely stuck to the ground at this turn of 180 yards, Tyler, and I love your design! "

Whether it was Guo Tai Lai, Long Fei or even with Wan Ming, the three of them were not qualified to be a professional director. Even if they had some leadership skills, they probably wouldn't have much of a say in front of a reserve driver of a F1 team.

However, Wan Ming was still dissatisfied when he heard Hai Yinsi's shout, "Why don't you use Drifting Water?"

"Only a fool would drift a hundred and eighty yards over a bend." Guo Tailai gave him a contemptuous look, "That speed shift, do you think you didn't die fast enough? Civilian cars are only used to drift. Have you ever seen someone drifting on the F1 competition field? "

"How should I know? Isn't it cool to drift? " Wan Ming explained in a speechless manner, "I'm not in the field of science and technology, how would I know all this?"

"Then don't talk nonsense." Guo Tailai shook his head, "Hai Yinsi is crazy. Our car is not F1's tire, although the design of the car is under pressure, but he dared to turn so fast, you lunatic!"

Long Fei listened with interest. Although he was not in the car, but it was as if he was immersed in the explanation, his face full of excitement.

For the time being, they had not seen any professional video broadcasts. It was not that high end, and Guo Tailai could not afford to hire such a high-end photographic team. He was just a private person, not a big international company.

Although it was somewhat regretful, those who were waiting for the results were still passionately chatting in the public channel. In any case, it was at most ten minutes at the slowest, so there wasn't much of a delay. Suddenly, a shout of surprise came from the public channel. It was a strange voice, not one of the engineers they often chatted with.

"Oh, hell, why is this car so fast?"

"What happened?" Someone who had something good going on immediately asked.

"As I ran in circles on the racetrack, a beautiful black car suddenly brushed past my car, scaring me to death."

"Is it a T-marked car?" "Buddy, you've won the lottery. Right now, there's only one car that's currently in progress for official speed measurement. How fast is that car?" The person who had just spoken asked casually. The others all went silent, quietly listening to the two people's replies.

"It's that car, but I'm not sure how fast it is." Everyone heard the sound of brakes, and the person who spoke seemed to stop the car. "Maybe there's something wrong with the speedometer of my car. I have to stop my damned car. Something wrong with it at this time. Oh my god!"

"God bless you. Are you okay? "

"I'm fine, I parked the car. You all definitely couldn't believe what I saw just now. "

"Tell me about it."

"I thought I was speeding up to 160 miles. That's what the speedometer says. But the black car passed it in a second, and in less than two seconds I couldn't see it, and I figured it was at least fifty miles ahead of me. My damn speedometer must be broken! "Luckily I found it, huff!" The driver still had a lingering fear in his voice and could hear his long exhalations.

"Man!" Maybe your speedometer won't be a problem. " The guy who answered hesitated for a moment before answering hesitantly.

"Are you kidding? "Brother!" The driver who stopped the car laughed out loud, "Two hundred miles per hour, three hundred and twenty kilometers per hour! Is that a Super Sportscar? Wow, could it be that the new version of Super Sportscar is being tested? " When he finished speaking, he had already realized what was going on and immediately asked excitedly.

"It's a private car modified by a master from China" Someone interrupted and replied.

This sentence did not cause anyone to retort. Unknowingly, after seeing the car's accelerating performance as well as its superior exterior design, even the engineers of the factory felt that this expert in personal modification was a true expert.

"The rotor engine was modified so violently, how long can it last?" Some of them were still unconvinced. They were factory engineers, but they did not like violent magical changes, not F1 cars. Since it was a car, they still had to be able to drive for a long time.

"Maybe after we finish measuring our speed, we can go over and have a chat with that Chinese teacher." Someone suggested, "The sound of the engine is very smooth, not violent or magical."

"The car is coming back. Let's take a look at the results of the first lap." Someone in the public channel shouted, and then everyone quieted down.

A streak of black lightning rushed past the finish line at an unimaginable speed and continued forward. This situation was extremely normal. Every single one of them would do the same thing; they would at least be able to measure it three times. What everyone was interested in was the time of the first lap.

"Seven minutes forty seconds." The racetrack official test results were immediately announced to the public channel.

Hiss * The channel was filled with a series of gasps.

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