Chapter 12 Liar!
Even in his previous life, Wu Shi would not have been able to perform such an operation.
He remembers clearly that netizens call Alonso "The Amazing Alonso" because Alonso can drive a car that understeers into corners and drifts out of corners to achieve unimaginable lap times.
He also analyzed the driver's understeer technique, which requires a high level of perception and control; otherwise, the car would go out of control.
"This requires a high level of skill. If you don't have a good grasp of the race car, you won't have enough power to drift, and naturally you won't be able to complete a high-speed cornering maneuver within a fraction of a second," Wu Shi said.
"That's amazing." Zeng Tianyi shook his head in disbelief.
"Should I run and show you?"
"Okay! I brought a video recorder with me at home, I'll copy it out and analyze it later!" Ling Kang said.
"Wow, they're really rich!" Wu Shi exclaimed in amazement.
Wu Shi got into his race car, and for today's demonstration, he specially asked Boss Chen to deliver it to Sanshui later.
After all, even he could only achieve that incredible driving style by driving this car that he knew so well.
Buzz!
As the race car sprints towards turn one, its speed remains almost constant, but in reality, the output to the rear wheels has been disconnected. With a sudden turn, the front wheels lose traction, and the car begins to understeer.
At this moment, the rear wheels suddenly generated a huge torque, which pushed the race car and then lost traction, causing the entire car to fishtail, making the front of the car, which was originally unable to turn, miraculously point towards the apex of the corner.
Because of the change in the car's posture, the front wheels and the drive shaft are aligned, allowing for full grip across the contact area, and the race car no longer understeers.
Wu Shi straightened the steering wheel again, then counter-steered and straightened it again, successfully eliminating the effects of the drift.
sieve!
The race car stopped halfway through.
Ling Kang and Zeng Tianyi ran forward, staring in disbelief at the rubber tracks on the ground.
"That's incredible!" Ling Kang exclaimed.
"Outrageous," Zeng Tianyi agreed.
"I don't actually recommend you drive like that, because it's very easy to lose control and ruin your tires."
Wu Shi pointed to several spots on the ground and said, "In these spots, if you react even slightly too slowly, if you don't ease off the accelerator or make minor adjustments to the direction, the race car will go out of control."
"How did you do that!" Ling Kang was somewhat silent.
"Ultimate control can only be achieved when you have a complete understanding of the situation in the race car at that moment," Wu Shi said.
"How could anyone possibly do this?" Ling Kang realized after he finished speaking that the person who could do it was standing right in front of him.
"Thank you, but this is something I can't learn." Zeng Tianyi shook his head, feeling a sense of frustration.
"You're welcome, but I didn't teach you anything." This was also one of the reasons why Wu Shi didn't want to accept money. No one could imitate his racing style, not even himself, even if he changed cars!
"And then what?" Ling Kang asked.
Let's talk as we walk.
For the next bend, Wu Shi explained both the qualifying and regular driving techniques. The qualifying technique was something others couldn't learn, but the regular driving technique was.
"I see!"
"Been taught a lesson."
Ling Kang and Zeng Tianyi both expressed their admiration.
Racing is a sport that pursues the ultimate. If you feel that everything is completely under control when you are driving, it means that the vehicle has not been pushed to its limit.
The difference between race car drivers lies in how they define their limits and how they place those limits where they should be.
Wu Shi's explanation revealed this part.
When you know the route and top speed of a curve, you understand the corresponding margin.
"But I don't recommend that you follow my advice exactly," Wu Shi said.
"Why?" Ling Kang asked.
"You need to develop your own sense of the car and your own judgment. When you go far enough, you will eventually have to compete with vehicles of different performance. At that time, it will all depend on your own understanding," Wu Shi said.
"I understand. The basic principles are the same, but everyone faces different problems, and you still have to rely on yourself to solve them," Zeng Tianyi said.
"A top student!" Ling Kang gave a thumbs up.
"Alright, that concludes the explanation of the track." Wu Shi clapped his hands, saying that riding the track with his friends was a kind of fun too.
"Wu Shi! We have to treat you to something tonight. Is there anything you'd like to eat?" Ling Kang said, patting his chest.
"Anything is fine, just grab whatever you like." Wu Shi's appetite wasn't that strong.
Ling Kang's mother came out of the garage carrying a fruit platter and waved to the group, "Children, is it over? Come and rest when you're done."
"There's my favorite cantaloupe!" Ling Kang hurriedly ran over.
"So lively!" Wu Shi said, putting his hands behind his head.
Wu Shi spent the weekend at the racetrack, and he has now started doing physical training such as running, push-ups, and planks.
Time flies, and the second stop of CKC has begun.
Sanshui Circuit was quite unfamiliar to Wu Shi, or rather, all the karting tracks in China that followed were quite unfamiliar to him.
But it doesn't matter, there was plenty of time in the non-timed practice session the day before, enough for him to get to know the track and find the right braking point.
Because of his outstanding performance in the first stop, many people are paying attention to him.
The father still couldn't come. Being busy is the main theme for adults. Although Mr. Chen said he would come, he was delayed at the last minute. In the end, only the technician accompanied him to Sanshui.
Of course, Wu Shi did not feel lonely or dejected because of this.
Sure enough, Ling Kang and Zeng Tianyi ran over to him as soon as they saw him, wanting to explain the characteristics of the Sanshui racetrack to him.
"Is this really your first time running?"
"Well, would I lie to you?" Wu Shi said, both amused and exasperated.
"You seemed to handle the practice matches with ease," Ling Kang said, unconvinced.
"If you drive slowly, you can handle it with ease," Wu Shi explained.
"That's slow?!" Ling Kang was even more skeptical.
Thankfully, the internet slang term "Versailles" doesn't exist yet, otherwise I would have definitely made some sarcastic remarks.
"You'll probably win this race again," Zeng Tianyi said, his tone low and unnoticed.
"Wu Shi is the best! On this track, Lin Cong is the best runner. He falsely accused Wu Shi at the last station. I've been annoyed with him for a long time," Ling Kang cursed.
"It seems he didn't come to this stop?" Zeng Tianyi said.
"Really? I didn't notice that?" Ling Kang looked around.
"Yes, his mother was reported for bribing other drivers and was suspended after the investigation," Wu Shi said. This matter was related to him, so the race organizers informed him of the latest situation.
"Oh! What great news! Then I'll have to compete with you two for first place!" Ling Kang put his arm around the two of them and laughed heartily.
"Then I won't hold back," Wu Shi said with a smile.
"Hold back? What a joke! I know this track much better than you do! Go all out!" Even after watching Wu Shi's performance in the practice race, Ling Kang remained confident.
Zeng Tianyi, standing to the side, simply maintained a smile and said nothing.
Wu Shi noticed his situation; it seemed that he had been experiencing this frequently ever since he last shared his experience at the Pengcheng racetrack.
The Sanshui circuit is full of sharp, wide bends, mainly right-angle and U-shaped turns, which are not Wu Shi's forte, but winning in the current group is still quite easy for him.
He ultimately secured pole position in the preliminary round with a score of 47.633.
"Liar! Liar! You're a big liar!"
After getting off the bus, Wu Shi heard Ling Kang's voice. It sounded so familiar. Who else had called out to him like that before?