Speed ​​God

Chapter 75 The Chaotic Start
Russell was somewhat annoyed, frustrated, and distraught.

On the first day of the new season, nothing went according to plan.

Losing to Lu Zhizhou? Damn it!

Losing to Han Shilong is frustrating!

Moreover, they even fell behind the Trident team's Bokolać.

Russell thought he would care about Lu Zhizhou and Han Shilong, but he didn't expect that Bokolaci was also one step ahead of him, which made him extremely angry.

Of course, Russell remained rational and did not lose control; this was just qualifying, and the race would be a different story. However, Russell also understood that Mercedes was watching his performance closely, and every performance was crucial, leaving no room for error.

Russell is dissatisfied with himself; he's being very hard on himself.

Lu Zhizhou can push the car to its limits, so why can't he? And why is the difference so obvious?

Lost in his own thoughts, Russell had no time to observe his surroundings and could not hear any other sounds amidst the constant noise.

When the air suddenly felt a little strange, Russell looked up and immediately noticed that all the eyes in the P room were seemingly focused on him.

Something is wrong.

Russell's first thought was that his lower-than-expected qualifying performance would become the focus of attention, and then he noticed Hubert and Leclerc.

However, his two childhood friends stood beside Lu Zhizhou, smiles still lingering on their lips and in their eyes, trying hard to control their expressions.

"...Bring your sexiness and dance with it."

Finally, all the race cars returned to the pit lane, and the track fell silent for a moment, while the flamboyant melody surged through the hot and humid air.

Russell froze for a moment, instinctively glaring at Lu Zhizhou, but immediately realized they were in public, so he looked away and tried to control his expression; however, Justin Timberlake's sexy voice seemed to be constantly provoking his reason, making it difficult for him to control his emotions.

again and again.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see that all the staff in the P room were trying to hold back their laughter, but one or two of them were about to burst out laughing, and some of them simply turned around and laughed silently.

Just then, Lu Zhizhou patted Leclerc on the shoulder, "Charles, did you hear that? 'Bring your sexiness and dance with it.'"

Leclerc panicked, looking like he'd seen a ghost, shaking his head and waving his hands, "No, no, no, I need to go back, we're about to go on stage."

Lu Zhizhou: "Xia Er, Justin is calling you."

Leclerc fled without looking back, running wildly out of ART's P room as if he had seen some kind of monstrous flood.

P-room could no longer contain themselves and burst into laughter.

Han Shilong took off his helmet, looked at the scene before him, his face ashen. He glanced at Lu Zhizhou, but had no time to pay attention to him, and walked straight to his competition engineer.

The breath stuck in his chest still wouldn't come out, but Han Shilong had regained his focus.

Qualifying matches are just that—qualifying matches. The main event is what matters. As long as he wins the main event, he'll still have a winning start to the season.

Moreover, Han Shilong is in second place and starts alongside Lu Zhizhou in the first row. On the Barcelona circuit, he is the best candidate to overtake Lu Zhizhou, which means that the moment of starting could be a life-or-death struggle, and he needs to formulate a strategy for the start.

Focus on yourself. Believe in yourself.

Han Shilong kept reminding himself that experience was his advantage, and he should turn that advantage into victory on the field.

Without pausing after his entrance, Han Shilong had already strode away.

Russell noticed.

He hadn't forgotten that Han Shilong was his goal, and he couldn't and shouldn't let a qualifying race shake him. Watching Han Shilong's back, he finally broke free from his frustration and annoyance, regained his composure, and his brain started working at high speed, immediately aiming at the starting line. The starting line at the Barcelona circuit is a long straight, a full 549 meters long, before connecting to Turn 1.

This means that if you can seize the opportunity to react quickly at the start, catch up with the tails of the cars in front, accelerate continuously on the straight, and take the lead before entering the corner, overtaking will not be difficult, and it is even possible to take the lead in one fell swoop and completely overturn the entire race.

Taking a deep breath, Russell stopped paying attention to Lu Zhizhou and decided to let him be smug for a while, to see who would have the last laugh.

Suddenly, undercurrents surged.

Hubert noticed it too, looked at Lu Zhizhou, and made a face.

Lu Zhizhou raised his phone high and shouted into the P room, "Guys, Justin will be very disappointed to see this, no one is dancing."

In an instant, everyone burst into laughter, whistles, and applause, and some people even stood up and started dancing, making the atmosphere even more lively.

Saturday was packed with activities, yet everything proceeded smoothly, spinning like a top.

In F1 qualifying, Mercedes' Lewis Hamilton took pole position, while Ferrari's Sebastian Vettel finished second, just 0.051 seconds behind.

In the F2 race, Leclerc dominated the field and won the championship.

At 5:20 PM, the GP3 main race begins.

At this point, the paddock was mostly cleared. Although Lu Zhizhou had unexpectedly taken pole position, such an accident was not uncommon in GP3. It was just a one-off occurrence and not enough to attract the attention of the big shots. The F1 teams were still focused on tomorrow's race.

The audience was the same. This year, there were no Spaniards among the GP3 drivers, and the local Barcelona audience was not very interested and left early. However, many French and Italian audiences stayed to cheer for the young GP3 drivers, hoping that they could turn the tide.

After all, the one occupying pole position is a rookie.

The starting grid at the Barcelona circuit is located on the main straight, with pole position on the inside and pole position on the outside. Since turn one is a right turn, the racing line is on the inside.

In other words, odd-numbered positions like 1, 3, and 5 occupy the clean side of the track, while even-numbered positions are on the dirty side.

On this track where tire wear is significant, such factors could be a potential issue; however, considering the 549-meter straight start, which leaves a lot of room for maneuver, it all depends on how the drivers make the most of it, especially those in positions three and four, and whether they can take full advantage of the starting slipstream.

Furthermore, the track has been tested and refined through several races, leaving sufficient tire rubber on the running line, ensuring that the grip at the start will not be too bad.

The window of opportunity is there; it's up to who can seize it. Inexperienced pole-sitters will become easy targets for everyone.

Boom boom boom, boom boom boom.

The roar of engines once again filled the sky. After a warm-up lap, all nineteen race cars were in their starting grids, ready to go.

The red light is on directly ahead.

One. Two. Three. Four. Five.

All five red lights came on, and I gasped for breath.

The race began the instant all the red lights went out.

In an instant, a barrage of arrows was unleashed, the accelerator was floored, and race cars surged out like a torrent, their billowing air waves surging wildly to both sides.

In position four, George Russell had a perfect start, perfectly combining the throttle and clutch, shooting off like an arrow, firmly holding onto the slipstream of Han Shilong in position two. He immediately noticed that Han Shilong's reaction speed was slightly slower, even by just a fraction, which could be fatal in Formula One racing.

Without hesitation, Russell steered, breaking free from the slipstream and pushing his speed to its limit. With incredible acceleration, he caught up with Han Shilong and they were neck and neck. The second car, positioned diagonally ahead of him on the right, also came into Russell's view, but Russell soon realized that he wasn't the only one.

In the distance, Bokolać, playing in position three, has already emerged.

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(End of this chapter)