Why race if you don’t have money?

Chapter 3 Precise Acceleration and Clutch Coordination
Wang Yidonggang looked extremely depressed, completely different from the way he looked when he was arguing with Sha Minghui before.

If he still had a little fantasy before, the moment he saw Xu Yali in the passenger seat of the Mercedes-Benz, all his tough talk turned into self-deception.

Seeing this scene, Chen Xiangbei didn't know what to say. At this time, the driver of the Light Spot Team had walked to the front of the car and raised his hands high, acting as a temporary starter.

Without bothering to comfort Fatty Wang's injured "young heart", Chen Xiangbei lightly stepped on the clutch to shift into first gear, and then waited quietly for the starter to count down to five seconds.

Seeing Chen Xiangbei's unhurried movements, it was Wang Yidong's turn to feel that something was amiss. He couldn't help but ask, "Xiangbei, Sha Minghui is already hitting the accelerator and holding the revs, preparing for a catapult start. Why don't you do something impressive?"

Wang Yidong may not have eaten pork, but at least he's seen pigs run. Whether it's movies or comics, when starting a manual transmission, don't you have to pull the handbrake and hold the revs, preferably to the legendary 7200 rpm?
Then wait for the moment when the countdown ends, step on the accelerator, release the clutch, and release the handbrake. This set of operations is completed in one go, and the car slams into action and crushes the opponent.

Looking at Chen Xiangbei's operation now, it's as slow and leisurely as the old man next door driving a tricycle. What happened to his promise of having the upper hand over the AMG at the start?
Facing Wang Yidong's question, Chen Xiangbei calmly asked, "Does your father cherish this car?"

"This car is my stepmother, it's as good as my biological mother!"

"That's all. Considering that you've already been taught a lesson by a woman today, I don't want you to go back and feel the heavy burden of your father's love again."

Wang Yidong's Corolla has not been modified at all. To put it bluntly, it is just a standard grocery shopping car. In the future, it will be called "road auntie". He slowly pushed out a moving roadblock, and he still expects it to start at 7200 rpm?
Of course, it is not impossible to play like this, just like Jeep, Land Rover, and Continental Cruiser, off-roading still depends on Liandongyun. The fastest car will always be someone else's car.

But the problem is that Fatty Wang has already suffered a mental blow. If he goes back home at night and suffers another mixed doubles match physically, his fate will be too tragic.

Chen Xiangbei was kind-hearted and wanted to reduce Fatty Wang's pain, so he wanted to save as many of the Corolla's clutch plate, brake disc, and even the engine as possible.

"Sha Minghui's car is a 360P horsepower Mercedes-AMG, and the Corolla only has 136P horsepower. How can we win if it doesn't even have a launch?"

"Xiangbei, you're not really going to let that jerk run ahead, are you?"

Wang Yidong stared with his eyes wide open and questioned, putting aside the fatherly love and other things, even if he had to be a rebellious son tonight, he had to win to show his worth!
"Is racing won by launching?"

"Besides, we're racing on a mountain road, not a straight-line drag race. Faster in the corners means real speed. Who doesn't know how to throttle on a straight line?"

"Brother, today I will let you see what technology is!"

Looking at Chen Xiangbei's serious expression, Wang Yidong said nervously, "You're not kidding me, are you?"

"Bullshit! Even if the god of cars from Akina Mountain comes today, he can't win. I say that!"

Facing all the questions from Fatty Wang, Chen Xiangbei finally uttered a harsh word.

In a past life, he was a top driver just one step away from F1, and even nearly a WRC Grand Prix champion. Now, he was racing on a mountain road with a high school kid. If he could lose, he'd buy himself a piece of tofu and kill himself. It was the ultimate insult to the word "professional"!
It’s a pity that Wang Yidong didn’t feel Chen Xiangbei’s “king’s aura”. He noticed from the corner of his eye that when the two were chatting, the starter had finished counting down to five seconds, and Sha Minghui’s Mercedes-Benz AMG stepped on the accelerator and ran a long distance.

"Stop bragging, Sha Minghui has already run away!"

"Who told you to talk too much?"

Even though the taillights were almost out of sight, Chen Xiangbei still managed to start the car again. He stopped slacking off and stepped on the accelerator, until the engine speed indicator stopped precisely at 5200 rpm.

Mass-produced civilian cars are different from modified racing cars. The higher the speed, the greater the power. On the contrary, if the idling exceeds the engine red line critical point, the car computer will misjudge and automatically cut off the fuel and shut down the engine.

The maximum power speed point of this tenth-generation Corolla 2ZR-FE engine is 5200 rpm!
Even with a new body, even with the psychological effects of the racing accident, even with this being just an ordinary Corolla for shopping, Chen Xiangbei's absolute driving sense as a top driver was still uncanny in his precision.

The pointer stopped at 5200 rpm, motionless as if welded!
"Sit tight!"

He lifted the clutch, added gas and released the handbrake, and the Corolla shot out in an instant. Wang Yidong wanted to respond, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was pressed down on the seat by inertia.

Is this kind of power starting performance really that of our Corolla?
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!"

Fatty Wang felt the push and excitement brought by the speed. He couldn't think of any words to describe it. The only thing he could say was "Fuck".

The drivers on both sides of the mountain road who were originally laughing at Chen Xiangbei's starting reaction, after seeing the Corolla's starting speed, those with better driving skills had already vaguely felt that something was wrong.

"Brother Jie, you've played with a lot of cars. This Corolla hasn't been modified, right?"

A young driver named Taozi came to Qin Lianjie and asked a question.

Corolla cars are everywhere on the streets, and everyone knows its power performance very well. How can it have such a starting speed if it has not been modified?

"should not."

Qin Lianjie shook his head. At least there were no major changes to the engine that could be heard, or changes to the brakes and tires that could be seen.

After he finished speaking, he crossed the road guardrail and came to Chen Xiangbei's starting position. He just lowered his head to glance at the ground, and a look of shock appeared on his face. There was not even any trace of burnt tires on the ground!
You should know that when starting a race car, novice racers often use the bounce clutch method when they cannot coordinate the accelerator and clutch well. This method is to step on the accelerator hard or floor the accelerator to increase the engine speed as much as possible, and then release the clutch quickly to launch.

However, this operation will cause the engine torque to be greater than the tire grip, and there will be obvious rubber friction marks on the ground, just like the car next to it starting with the sun, leaving two dark burn marks.

But in real racing, a burnout is simply a slip of the tires, causing a brief loss of grip and power. Especially in a top-tier event like F1, even a few tenths of a second of a burnout can cause a car to lose several positions at the start.

Only by achieving extremely precise coordination between the accelerator and the clutch, and knowing the limits of tire grip, can one achieve a top-notch start like Chen Xiangbei.

Qin Lianjie honestly thought it would be difficult to achieve perfect throttle and clutch coordination in a short period of time when driving an unfamiliar car. From the conversation between the guys just now, it was clear that this Corolla didn't belong to Chen Xiangbei, but to that fat kid named Wang Yidong, who drove it from home.

Can an ordinary high school student have such driving skills?

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