Chapter 29 F1 quality is not good.
Wu Shi stared intently at the vehicles on the field. To be honest, if he hadn't reviewed the historical races beforehand, he wouldn't have recognized the teams on the field. The paint schemes were quite different from those of ten or twenty years later.
The starting order of the drivers is displayed on the big screen.
"Hamilton!" Louise said, pointing at the screen.
"Are you a fan of his?" Wu Shi asked, turning his head.
"No, I just heard that although this is his rookie season, if he wins again at this event, he can secure a WDC spot in advance." Louise shook her head.
"Yes, maybe we can witness a miracle today and make history by winning the WDC in his rookie season."
Although he already knew the result, Wu Shi was still very excited. After rational thinking, he even felt that Hamilton might not necessarily slide off the track.
After all, this world is not the same as the previous one, so it's normal for changes and deviations to occur.
If everything is exactly the same as in the previous life, then what is the point of his life?
At least in China, he has already changed the history of the four NCJ-A group races in the 2007 CKC event. As he participates in more and more races, the world's race records will only deviate more and more from memory.
At that moment, the broadcast on the big screen pointed to a Black man.
"Hamilton's father," Wu Shi said.
"Oh?" Wu Zhenlin looked at the black man.
"I've seen quite a few articles about him; he's quite famous in the United Kingdom," Louise said.
"Why?"
"Because he supported Hamilton to get into F1, Dad, maybe you'll be next," Wu Shi joked.
"Haha, that's not just a possibility, it's a certainty. I believe you can get a seat in F1." Wu Zhenlin replied with a smile. He didn't know much about F1 and didn't know how difficult it was to get an F1 seat.
Louise twirled her hair, blinked twice, and chuckled. "Hey, Wu Shi's in F1 now, so I'll be cheering him on from the pit lane!"
After all the vehicles had warmed up their tires and were in position, the low-revving engine sound was like the deep, menacing roar of a tiger, and you could feel the powerful energy contained within it just by listening to it.
After the five red lights lit up one after another, they paused for a moment and then suddenly went out.
The 2007 Formula 1 Shanghai Grand Prix has officially begun!
The engine roar instantly rose, deafening, and the entire track echoed with a thunderous roar.
As the tires spun, the spray they kicked up instantly formed a cloud of mist at the starting grid.
Swoosh! Whoosh!
One after another, race cars burst out of the fog.
Hamilton, starting from the front row, got off to a very quick start, gradually moving his car to the center line to defend against the two LaFerraris behind him, while Alonso, in fourth place, suddenly turned around and went straight to the far left side of the track.
With Turn 1 approaching, Alonso actually tried to take the outside line and outmaneuver two LaFerraris!
"Unfortunately, it was too slow to exit the corner!"
Wu Shi clenched his fist; watching the game on the field was a completely different experience.
"He's past Massa!"
This is a characteristic of Turn 1 at Shanghai Station. Going to the inside line does not necessarily mean you will be faster. With F1 grip, as long as the line and vehicle control are good enough, going slightly outside will not affect the speed too much. On the contrary, it will give you a certain advantage due to the congestion on the inside line during the starting lap.
Alonso relied on this to successfully secure third place.
At the next turn, Alonso secured his position on the inside.
But at the next bend, Massa decisively cut inside, seemingly with a do-or-die mentality.
Alonso had no choice but to withdraw; he had a chance to compete for the title, and he couldn't afford to retire!
The fight between the four cars in the front row was quite exciting and attracted the attention of most people.
Wow!!!
A gasp suddenly came from the field.
Then, someone in the car pile behind them slipped and veered sideways on the track, but fortunately, it did not cause a track accident.
After the first lap, most cars had settled into their positions, and it was thought that there would be less fighting. However, two Hondas had a slight collision while cornering, and slid off the track in sync, like a waltz.
"Isn't this too dangerous?" Wu Zhenlin frowned slightly.
Only when you sit in the stadium watching F1 can you truly appreciate the terrifying speed.
Imagine standing on a high-speed rail platform, experiencing the immense wind noise and airflow as a train traveling at 300 km/h passes by. Standing in front of these beasts without any isolation or protection would only make your heart race and cause panic.
After the first two laps, the cars had pulled further apart, and the scene became calm, with only the roar of engines like waves of air impacting the eardrums.
Woohoo! Woohoo!
The F1 cars sped by on the straight, kicking up a spray that was several stories high. Except for the cars in front, those behind could only see through the fog.
They can only be clearly seen when slowing down at a bend.
After only three or four laps, or five minutes, Wu Zhenlin had already lost interest.
It's just a group of people driving around in circles, isn't it?
But when he turned his head, he saw that Wu Shi was reading with great interest, and sometimes he would mutter to himself.
"Son, could you explain it to me?"
"Oh, okay."
Wu Shi nodded. Most people who watch a race for the first time cannot understand the intense competition and strategic maneuvering involved.
"The dark car is driven by Vettel, and in the white car in front of him is Kovalainen; they are currently vying for tenth place."
"Look! Vettel has caught up with Kovalainen from behind. On the last corner, Vettel's exit from the corner is obviously faster."
"The main straight road is almost here!"
Hoo hoo!
The two F1 cars roared and sped along, and as they approached Turn 1, Vettel successfully passed Kovalainen.
"Are their vehicles different in performance?" Wu Zhenlin asked.
"There will be, but this overtaking was mainly due to Vettel's quick exit from the corner and faster acceleration to top speed, so it looked faster," Wu Shi explained.
"I see!"
After a few laps, Trulli also overtook Kovalainen.
"It was too difficult in the bend."
Wu Shi saw that the Renault F1 Kovalainen was sitting in was shaking from side to side, clearly he was trying his best to keep the vehicle in place and frantically correcting the steering wheel.
Immediately afterwards, a TR video of Kovalainen was released.
"There's a problem with the car's transmission."
All three of them understand English, which makes things much easier.
"It looks like Patton is about to overtake him."
It seems there really is a problem with the car, otherwise it wouldn't be so slow.
"Hamilton is fast!"
Louise glanced at the data on the display screen; by then, she had pulled away from Kimi for nearly six seconds.
That's terrifying!
"Hamilton has a unique understanding of this track," Wu Shi said.
"Why do I feel like these cars are driving haphazardly on the straightaways? Didn't they all take almost the same line for the first few laps?" Wu Zhenlin asked.
"Because it's not raining."
"No rain?"
"Yes, they all use rain tires. Running on dry surfaces will cause them to overheat quickly and wear out a lot, so they have to run over water outside the racing lines to cool down the tires."
"There's such a saying? No wonder." Wu Zhenlin nodded. He really didn't know there were so many intricacies involved if he didn't follow track and field events.
"A car has stopped!" Louise pointed to the screen.
"There's something wrong with the car." After watching the replay, Wu Shi made his judgment.
"It's only been running for less than half an hour, and it's already broken down. It's not even as durable as a family car. F1 cars are no good." Wu Zhenlin was both amused and exasperated.
Wu Shi didn't know how to explain it either. Sometimes the race car would suddenly stop producing power, and sometimes the gearbox would suddenly jam. He couldn't explain why for a while.