Chapter 332: Extreme Achievement

After the last turn, there is a long straight ahead. Lu Ning's expression changed, and he became serious in an instant. He stepped on the accelerator and downshifted.

The McLaren F1-XP5 stumbled slightly, for about 0.5 seconds, and then rushed out. The speed increased very quickly. The roar of the engine was deafening, even if it was a bolt of lightning, it flew past the main stand in an instant.

"Fuck, look, it's starting." Everyone in the stands was already excited. At this time, there was no longer the concept of the second-generation circle and the civilian circle. Everyone had focused their attention on the racing track Used McLaren F1-XP5.

"Damn, so fast, it should be over 200." Someone in the stands was stunned.

"More than that, it should be much faster." The master replied.

However, at this time, the speed of the McLaren F1-XP5 has been pulled to 270 mph, which is much faster than the previous Porsche 997.

The take-off standard of a large passenger plane is only about 230. It can be said that the current McLaren F1-XP5 is flying close to the ground. If there is a small stone on the track, it will definitely be a terrible accident.

Lu Ning was still accelerating. After a second, the speed had already reached 290, and the first corner was ahead. Lu Ning released the accelerator a little and made the corner earlier.

"Fuck, master, look, isn't it too early for Lu Cheshen to enter the corner?" a slightly famous civilian driver shouted, this little bit, directly into the corner, it is easy to break out of the track. .

"No, it's the McLaren F1-XP5 that is going too fast. If you don't predict it in advance, it will waste time to make corrections, and it will also lead to heavy braking. In this way, more time will be wasted." The master brother analyzed that this At that time, the expert is watching the doorway, and the layman is watching the fun.

"Fuck, hurry, look, this extreme drift is too exaggerated, too exaggerated, the front of the car is past the drainage ditch" thought the second generation shouted excitedly, it was so exciting, although he was not driving by himself , but still very excited.

In the first corner, Lu Ning had a perfect time. After that, Lu Ning used the same method and angle to enter the corner ahead of schedule, which was very smooth.

However, at the hairpin bend, there were still some accidents. The grip of the right rear wheel was obviously not enough, but it was a little slippery. Fortunately, Lu Ning took the opportunity and downshifted again to increase the horsepower. In the eyes of ordinary people , did not see any problem at all.

However, the amateurs such as Brother Master still frowned. Although there was no danger, they also pulled back the front of the car in time, but they should have wasted some time.

During the second hairpin bend, Lu Ning learned his lesson, and this time, it was a perfect day.

At the last corner,

Lu Ning slammed on the accelerator again, and the McLaren F1-XP5 roared across the finish line.

"How much time?" Lu Ning asked after the finish line.

"1 minute 47 seconds 12." Joseph reported a time in an instant, and Lu Ning set his best score again. However, it was obvious that the career best score of 1 minute 44 seconds 34 was still a long way off.

"Understood, I will run again on the next lap." There was a small mistake in the lap just now, and there are still a few corners, not so perfect.

At this time, on the big screen in the center, Lu Ning's result just now had been played.

The audience in the stands regretted for a while, but still sent warm applause, this achievement has been very impressive.

No one has run under 1 minute 55 seconds since the Brooklyn Speedway opened to New York racing enthusiasts.

Lu Ning has now reached the 1 minute and 50 seconds mark, and the improvement is not a little bit, it is definitely a miracle.

"Oh, what a pity, if it wasn't for the little mistake just now, it might have broken the record." A second generation sighed, looking very depressed.

Although he bet $1,000, Lu Ning couldn't break the record, but Lu Ning really broke the record, and he would definitely cheer for Lu Ning, this small $1,000 is nothing.

"It's a pity." The master also secretly said a pity, but, according to the situation just now, even if all the corners are completed perfectly, it seems that it may not be able to break the record.

While everyone was sorry, Lu Ning started his second lap.

This lap, Lu Ning ran more perfectly. Obviously, after taking advantage of the shortcomings just now, Lu Ning passed very beautifully in several important corners and hairpin turns.

"Fuck, there's a show." In the stands, all the audience had already stood up unconsciously.

Even people who don't understand racing can see that this lap, Lu Ning's McLaren F1-XP5 ran smoothly.

Lu Ning made some corrections in the hairpin bend he just made a mistake, without any mistakes, a beautiful limit drift.

When the McLaren F1-XP5 crossed the finish line again, everyone craned their necks to wait and see.

"How much this time?" Lu Ning's words were very succinct. He himself estimated that this time was already in the most perfect state. If it didn't work, it was estimated that this running method would not be able to break the record.

"1 minute 45 seconds 11, what a pity, less than a second."

Lu Ning, who was controlling the McLaren F1-XP5, pouted. In this second, it was like a chasm that Lu Ning could not cross.

When the score of 1 minute 45 seconds 11 appeared on the central big screen, everyone wailed.

"Fuck, can't you, it's just a little bit worse?"

"It's a pity, just now I felt that it was very bad to have run away."

"That's right, I thought this lap would definitely break the record."

"Is this the difference between the McLaren F1-XP5 and the F1?"

Brother Master also let out a long sigh, Lu Ning's running style has reached the limit, Brother Master can see that.

This is not a problem with the car. The McLaren F1-XP5 has reached the theoretical limit of its design, and Lu Ning's running method is perfect in the eyes of the master. leave.

The reason why it is difficult to surpass the profession is here, because this result of 1 minute 44 seconds 34 has reached the theoretical limit of the design of this track.

Is the limit so easy to surpass? Obviously not.

"Lu Ning, don't be discouraged, it's nothing, if you don't break it, you won't break it. It's just a track record. You are already very good." At this time, Paris grabbed the microphone and comforted.

"That's right, Lu Ning, in my heart, you are already very powerful." Ivan Yu also began to comfort him. "

The audience at the scene was still guessing whether Lu Ning would try again, maybe he would succeed next time.

However, those who really know how to do it know that the limit is already this result, no matter how well you play, this 1-second result is difficult to be crossed.