Speed ​​God

Chapter 37 A Perfect Circle

Focus, calm, and immersive.

Real tracks and simulators are ultimately different. When entering push mode, they must try to tap into the full potential of the car without exceeding the limits to the point that the car cannot withstand the pressure and falls apart. How to test the limits while avoiding loss of control is undoubtedly a skill.

Like a wild dance on the tip of a knife.

Therefore, Lu Zhizhou was somewhat excited, and then this excitement turned into immersion, his whole being becoming one with the car body, feeling the speed soaring.

A light breeze and drizzle, biting and piercing, hit him. Although they did not affect his vision for the time being and visibility was not a problem, a layer of dreamlike water vapor swirled above the track. The refraction of light slightly distorted the outline of the track in his field of vision, and he had to rely on instinct rather than visual reading.

With the accelerator floored, the red race car transformed into a vibrant streak of light in the mist, its tires kicking up fine spray as they skimmed the wet ground.

A slight slippage could be felt in the tires, but Lu Zhizhou made precise corrections, like a dancer running at breakneck speed on a tightrope, swaying but steady, his speed increasing and increasing, causing the tightrope to shake violently, instantly grabbing the audience's hearts.

The only thing visible was a fleeting afterimage as it sped away; the steel cable continued to sway precariously, but the red arrow had already swiftly pierced through the first bend.

With a light touch of the brakes, one can see Lu Zhizhou's growth in just five weeks. His braking control technique is exquisite and accurate, and his once-famous point-and-brake technique has returned after a complete upgrade.

The race car does not decelerate linearly. Instead, it uses a stepped braking curve to induce the car's center of gravity to shift forward, while using the inertia of the rear of the car to actively slide out at a small angle.

Hold on tight to the crescent moon.

The balance amidst the floating, the center of gravity amidst the dynamics, and the coordinated movements of his hands and feet showcased Lu Zhizhou's unparalleled driving skills. Before he could even finish taking a breath, that splash of red had already quickly exited the curve, rapidly approaching the smooth compound high-speed bend ahead, and plunged into it.

It was like a fish leaping into the ocean.

Water mist filled the air.

Although the view was unobstructed, the rearview mirror was completely blurry.

Vision alone is not enough here; the driver needs to use all his senses—hearing, smell, and touch—to construct a three-dimensional space.

The right way to experience it is to feel it with your body and explore it with your intuition.

"Lift up a little, press down a little, and correct the steering wheel."

A series of actions were seamlessly connected, forming a blueprint in the mind. The car body smoothly and fluidly hugged the curve, perfectly outlining the arc of the curve with just the right amount of movement. It was as if the car was being propelled forward by a gentle stream of water, with no resistance felt at all, yet without losing control.

Then, the steering wheel swerved to the right, and the front of the car smoothly followed the slightly curved curve into the third bend, entering the S-curve in front of us.

However, Lu Zhizhou was not in a hurry to further increase the speed.

Maintaining speed is the goal; the aim is to stay at high speed and trace a perfect "S" curve.

By using two short brakes followed by one throttle release to coast instead of a single point of emergency braking, there was no noticeable shaking of the car body, no deviation or swaying. It seemed as if there was no special operation at all. That red sliver had already embraced the apex of the left corner, and with a gentle pull of the rear end, it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Splash, splash.

Rainwater was swept into the deep grooves of the tire treads, and the tires, spinning at full speed, splashed out a two-meter-high curtain of water. The spectacular sight made everyone hold their breath and completely immerse themselves in it.

Elegant, fluid, and graceful.

Everything was so simple and clean, seemingly the easiest thing in the world; however, all the difficulties and anxieties melted away in the rain and mist, like a graceful and breathtaking dance of flowing sleeves in the drizzle. A splash of red opened up the hazy sky and created a breathtakingly brilliant spectacle.

For a very, very brief moment, Monfatini forgot to analyze the data, even forgot to monitor the real-time data; he simply crossed his arms and quietly admired the spectacle. What followed was a series of technical curves combined with hairpin bends—

Cutting in from the outside and pressing the line from the inside, instead of pursuing the shortest route or rushing to break through with speed, the strategy is to skillfully find the balance line between grip and power transmission, relying on perception and technique to continuously adjust within the low downforce characteristics of the race car, minimizing speed loss.

Every slight adjustment in direction, every control of balance, is like a ballet step gracefully landing on the surface of Swan Lake.

Before I could even blink, the hairpin bend was already behind me!
The combination of technical bends and hairpin bends is surprisingly effortless.

However, the rear of the car was seen to be slightly sliding in the water film. Instead of hastily trying to salvage the situation with the steering wheel, Lu Zhizhou used the accelerator to bring the rear of the car back.

Huh!
I couldn't help but gasp – "reverse manipulation!"
Lu Zhizhou dared to use such advanced and precise technology in the rain, especially on a hairpin bend, which shows that he has absolute confidence in the dynamic balance of the car body and the grip of the tires. He decisively and firmly completed the control between the limits, further squeezing out the potential of this race car.

Not only bold, but also meticulous—

This was a killer instinct. Even Montfaldini's heart rushed to his throat, almost bursting. However, the scene he feared did not occur. Everything seemed to be firmly in Lu Zhizhou's hands. Then, adrenaline and dopamine bloomed like fireworks. He stared intently at that red, his anticipation rising steadily.

Turn Six!
This time, Lu Zhizhou didn't test the waters. Instead, he decisively cut in front of the inner line that had just been tested, skidding almost against the wall and leaving a ripple that instantly cut off everyone's breath.

The center of gravity shifted, the water film floated, and the tires gripped the ground, creating a violent resonance. It seemed as if the race car was struggling, but this struggle was transformed in Lu Zhizhou's hands into a submissive beast, baring its fangs, roaring out of its cage, instantly securing downforce, and slamming the accelerator to the floor.

Previously, after testing and adjustments, the best route was found.

At this moment, however, Lu Zhizhou did not follow the established procedure. Instead, he began to challenge his limits again, daringly exploring the ceiling. His tail swung sideways for a moment but was precisely pulled back, breaking through the water mist like a sharp sword smashing open a city gate, unstoppable all the way—

The swordsman stood on the tip of his blade, dancing wildly. He was as light as a swallow, and his clothes fluttered. The seven, eight, and nine consecutive high-difficulty compound bends in front of him were like a thousand troops, but he did not hesitate to charge into them with his sword.

Like Yi shooting down nine suns, as swift as emperors riding dragons; coming like thunderbolts gathering their fury, departing like the clear light of rivers and seas.

Unstoppable and surging, it stood on the edge of its limit and then gracefully moved away like a cloud. In the blink of an eye, it had already rushed towards the last high-speed right turn, all in one go!
The finish line is just around the corner!
Montfati felt his heart pounding, his throat tightening, as if all the elation, excitement, and thrill could burst forth at any moment.

However, Lu Zhizhou remained calm, focused, and concentrated until the very last moment.

He braked slightly in advance, relying entirely on intuition to control the position with a 0.2-second interval. He shifted the entry point half a meter further out than the standard line, using a large roundabout to complete the final directional change, while simultaneously lightly applying the brakes to induce an increase in downforce.

With a series of fluid maneuvers, the tires gripped the ground tightly, and the race car perfectly nestled into the corner.

Speed, pushed to the extreme.

In an instant, the rain curtain drew a waterfall of light on both sides of the tire, following the long, long stretch of red, the water droplets transformed into flames, burning fiercely towards the finish line, cleanly and neatly drawing a period to this lap, disappearing into the blue-gray rain mist.

"Perfect!"

Montalcini himself was unaware that he was clenching his fist tightly, using all his strength to hold it firmly, as excitement and agitation rushed to his heart.

It's about to explode: 1:16.008!

Time stands still.

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