Pan Mo snorted. This guy was riding a motorcycle from an unknown age, and he wasn't wearing a helmet. Was he an idiot sent by Luo Xiaoyun to play tricks on him?
"1."
"I know." As soon as Pan Mo said these two words, the timekeeper also called out the word "go". Pan Mo only felt that his eyes were blurred. Luo Yu was at least 20 meters away.
"He..." Pan Mo was surprised. This person's initial reaction speed was definitely below 0.1 seconds.
"Wow!" People around were also surprised. They didn't expect that the broken car rushed out the moment the timekeeper said it was starting, and it started so fast. Is that a car from the last century? Someone rubbed it
My eyes couldn't believe it.
The 300 meters came in a blink of an eye. Pan Mo didn't expect that this humble guy was really a master. He immediately put aside his disdainful thoughts and stepped on the accelerator to catch up with him like lightning.
Luo Yu still had a leisurely look and held out her chest, seeming to still enjoy the feeling of the evening breeze blowing on her face.
Pan Mo was distracted by Luo Yu as soon as he started. He finally calmed down and wanted to catch up quickly, but what made him feel strange was that his car was obviously many times better than that broken car, but
Why does this gap seem to be getting bigger and bigger?
"What the hell?" Pan Mo cursed and suddenly turned the accelerator. The speed of the car continued to increase, and the distance between the two began to slowly shrink.
When they reached the first turning point on the road, Pan Mo was only about 20 meters away from Luo Yu. Pan Mo's car tilted to one side, preparing to throw away Luo Yu at this turning point. At that time, he saw a strange scene: in front of him
The shabby car suddenly accelerated and drifted past the corner, regardless of the danger of a cylinder explosion. A cloud of thick smoke billowed up from the joint between the tires and the body.
"Oh my god..." The staff member standing halfway up the mountain in charge of guiding the road almost dropped his jaw to the ground, "Is that... the drift of a motorcycle?"
Seeing such beautiful driving skills, Pan Mo was stunned. When he came to his senses, he saw that his car was about to hit the fence. He quickly squeezed the accelerator and turned the front of the car, grazing the fence and passing the first turning.
A cold sweat broke out on his back, and his clothes stuck to his back. Pan Mo took a breath and saw a straight road ahead. He raised a confident smile at the corner of his mouth: "It doesn't matter if you are a racing expert, my car's
The straight-line speed is at least five times that of yours, and no matter how advanced your driving skills are, you can't do any tricks on a straight line."
Luo Yu also realized that this straight road was not very beneficial to him and kept accelerating. The car's engine was already very hot and the body of the car was shaking slightly.
I originally thought that I could overtake Luo Yu in just ten seconds, but Pan Mo was forced by Luo Yu to walk behind the car to complete this straight distance. However, the gap between the two cars was too big. Pan Mo was only 5 points behind Luo Yu.
It’s rice.
"Station No. 3, this is Station No. 3." Thinking of the first-hand competition report sent by the front staff in the earphones, Luo Xiaoyun stuffed the earphones into his ears with his hands, hoping to hear more clearly, "
At Turn 3, Pan Mo is still two positions away from Luo Yu, okay, let's start turning... ah?"
There was suddenly no sound in the headphones. Luo Xiaoyun waited patiently for a few seconds, but there was still no sound.
"What's going on? Where are the people? Where did they die!" Luo Xiaoyun took the microphone and cursed. This microphone was giving orders to all the staff who were guiding the way. Suddenly Luo Xiaoyun's cursing sounds echoed in the suburbs of Zhonghai City.
Complete the entire mountain.
"Drift... drift... motorcycles can actually drift..." The dull voice of the staff at Station 3 finally sounded in the earphones again.
"Drift? Who is drifting? Can't you make it clearer? I want to blow your ass off!" Luo Xiaoyun's almost roaring voice finally woke up the shocked staff of Station 3, thinking that the person speaking was his boss. This job
The staff hurriedly answered: "Yes, yes, I am here, boss. It was our people who drifted and suddenly the number of positions was reduced to 6."
Luo Xiaoyun wiped the sweat from his head and said, "What on earth is this kid Luo Yu doing? He's actually doing acrobatics."
Nearly a third of the way through the race, I still couldn't catch up with that broken car. Every time I tried to catch up in a straight line, I was always stuck by the opponent. The opponent seemed to know his next move, so he used
His own reaction speed made up for the speed gap, and when he reached the corner, he would use that weird motorcycle drift to widen the gap again. At this time, Pan Mo couldn't help but regretted why he had pretended to be so cool in the first place and let him get 300.
Mi, now I really agree with the old saying: Pretend to be cool and you will be struck by lightning.
"God, can you tell me why that broken car in front of me is so fast?" Pan Mo wailed in his heart. He turned the accelerator again, and the speed of the car went straight to 200. He usually drove up to 210, and any higher.
Hallucinations will occur due to lack of oxygen in the brain.
Pan Mo also really didn't understand why the person in front could still inhale oxygen without wearing a helmet. Normally, a person's lungs would not be able to inhale air at such high speeds.
The strong wind made Luo Yu's eyes narrow. During the day, he took a taxi and walked on this winding mountain road. The place where Cao Mu died was right in front. The fence there had not been repaired, and there was a big hole.
The damaged metal fence was turned outwards, and if you accidentally bumped into it, you would get two holes.
Thinking about the fact that he had beaten that Chinese car god yesterday by a few hundred meters, Pan Mo was not willing to be pressed by this broken car. He took a deep breath and turned down the accelerator, and the speed pointer slowly moved to 210.
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Luo Yu felt that the car's engine was so hot that he could hardly sit still, so he made a move that made Pan Mo behind him stunned: it was the first time in his life that he saw someone driving a motorcycle at high speed.
He jumped suddenly, squatted on the car and continued to drive forward.
"The boss cheated me. I actually sold such a car for 100 yuan. I don't want it even for 10 yuan. My butt is about to be burned." Luo Yu kept cursing the kind-hearted man in the afternoon, wishing he could write "childlike and innocent" on his face.
The owner of the car dealership will never do it for the rest of his life.
The fluorescent strips 200 meters ahead are very eye-catching, and a small red light indicates danger there.
Luo Yu's heart jumped: "The place ahead is where Cao Mu had an accident last night." Feeling the roar of the car behind him getting louder and louder, Luo Yu raised a smile on his lips: "I'm hungry, so I'll end the race here.
Bar."
Seeing that the race was about to reach the halfway point, not only did he fail to get rid of the broken car, but he continued to fall behind. Pan Mo felt as uncomfortable as if he had been scratched by furry paws.