The sparse 1,000 or so people are scattered in the main stand, which can accommodate 28,400 people, like a sesame seed.

The cheers, shouts, and shouts that could not be gathered could not even suppress the roar of the engine.

However, at the moment when Wang Yan suddenly accelerated and cut in, more than 1,000 people jumped up in unison, and finally condensed an exclamation-

Yes!

In a short exclamation, Wang Yan looked sideways at the rapidly approaching R8 LMS GT3 body, his fingertips lightly rested on the paddle shifters, and the brakes were slightly stepped on under his feet.

The sudden change of direction and acceleration caught Ha Ge off guard.

At this time, Brother Ha was doing the drunken man in the outer lane near the center line, leaving a passage of about 2 meters on the outside line, and then swaying to the inside line.

The front of the car must be the first to swing over, as it's an inside turn.

Then, just when the front of the car was swaying towards the center of the bend, and the body was not completely straightened, Wang Yan drove the 918, half-stepped on the brakes, and crashed sideways.

This is a very common, but incorrect, action.

To briefly describe it - without the existence of the R8, the 918 would cut from the inside line to the center of the corner, and then it could, must, and have to drift at a large angle, and after losing a huge amount of kinetic energy, it would correct the front of the car, re-accelerate, and cut out the T3.

With Wang's chamfer and muzzle velocity, this drift will be close to 180 degrees, resulting in a complete stall of 0.8 seconds, and there will be about 20 km/h muzzle velocity left when exiting the corner.

Re-adding speed would have wasted at least 5 seconds – perhaps 8 seconds.

When there is not enough speed, Harbi can easily pester Wang Yan and continue to maintain suppression.

One wave was pitted by Ha Ge until he vomited blood.

However, Wang Yan is so strong, with a slight drift, he sticks the R8 stiffly, and squeezes it with extreme precision with the rear of the body.

Bang!

The sound of a violent collision sounded in the center of the bend.

At the moment of losing control and regaining dynamic balance, Wang Yan straightened the front of the car, downshifted the paddles, released the brake and stepped on the accelerator, and the speed dropped and the speed of the car increased sharply!

The 918 rubbed a spark, broke off close contact with the R8, and increased the speed back to 70+.

Grass!

Harbi scolded angrily, controlling the endless panic in his heart, and grabbed the steering wheel tightly, turning while braking.

R8 sprinted out of the track, jolted on his seat belt, pulled out a long cloud of dust, and stopped in front of the net.

The airbag did not pop out, proving that the collision was not intense.

However, when Harbi looked up angrily and looked at 918 with red eyes, there were only two taillights left in the smoke and white fog.

Fuck！

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Ha Ge slammed the steering wheel with both hands, spat fragrant three times, exploded the hammer four times, and then "banged" and got what he wanted.

The airbag finally popped out.

The face is white.

The change was so sudden, it happened almost in a second, and it ended in the next three seconds, up and down, and collectively bewildered.

It wasn't until the airbags began to soothe Halbi that the upstairs "captain" finally reacted.

"Jungle in the grass!!Where the hell is this mental illness?!"

A group of young and old people have seen a lot of accidents, but they have never seen this kind of active collision on the track.

First, the car is too expensive, and it will not only cost hundreds of thousands of dollars to touch it once, but also often face the tragic situation that it cannot be repaired in China and must return to the factory, and there is no car to drive within a few months.

Second, the net worth is amazing, one race is a life-saving, once there is a risk, I like to recite a sentence of Amitabha Buddha, take a step back and open the sky.

It's annoying to jump repeatedly, but it's not unsolvable.

After the T3 turn and the track widens, there are many opportunities for overtaking, who would have thought that Wang Yan would be so strong?

A group of young people were shocked and began to curse uncontrollably.

"Mother, that grandson is cheating!"

"Playing tricks with you, right? I really don't believe it!"

"If Xiao Ha does something, I will kill that grandson!"

was already unhappy, but now the crowd is even more angry.

The captain of the team, Hong Gongzi, was still able to stay calm, and immediately comforted Xiao Ha through the walkie-talkie.

"Ha'er, it's okay if you're okay, the task is complete, this wave made that grandson lose at least 5 seconds, well done!"

Xiao Ha slowed down, only to feel that the protective suit was sticky and full of cold sweat.

Struggled to get out of the car, and was blown by the sea breeze in the winter magic capital, and shivered.

But when I heard the praise of my eldest brother, I felt that it was not so bad.

"Hah! I'm fine! I wanted to die with that grandson, I'm smart, and I'm fast enough!"

With both hands stuck in his waist, he held his head high, and gradually became less cold.

Hong Gongzi immediately adjusted the frequency to inform Xiao Hum: "Hmph, Ha'er is useless, you pay attention, wait for my instructions!"

"Hmph, with such a huge advantage, the champion may not be Milson's!"

Xiao Hum was already 15 seconds ahead of Wang Yan, and the distance was far away, not only was he not in a hurry to slow down, but he even bred an ambition.

Hong Gongzi's voice became a little hurried, and his tone was serious: "You run first, but don't underestimate the enemy, that kid is not funny!"

Hum stopped responding, brought up the highest degree of concentration, and sped all the way along the straight at the T6 corner, adjusting the route, adjusting the state, and adjusting the confidence and ambition.

Leading in front and not seeing everything that is happening behind, Hum Deli's mentality is completely different from that of everyone upstairs.

Afraid of Dior!

Give me such a big advantage, anyone will die!

However, everyone upstairs is getting more and more nervous.

T4 and T5 are all corners with super large angles, and there is basically no need to slow down.

We watched the 918 re-accelerate to nearly 300 in the shortest possible time, then slow down to 235 in the prime position, and then reduce the speed to 100 km/h, cutting into the T6 bend at a 10-degree angle with precision......

The flow in and out of the bend is as if it has not been affected in any way.

"Grass, does this force a long heart?!"

Wang Siming was lying on the window, dumbfounded, and couldn't help but exclaim.

"That's it, mad dog, right?!"

In the other room, Li Yixu and Huzi were so nervous that they were about to hug each other, chattering and cheering.

"Hurry, hurry, you're the best!"

"Fierce, really fierce! Brother Wang, you are my father if you win!"

However, the closer distance is still not very obvious, and the suspense remains.

In the wave just now, Harbi seemed to be miserable, but his strategic intention was finally achieved.

When Wang Yan had no choice, he finally chose to collide slightly with the other party, drifting incapacitation + collision incapacitation + unconventional cutting and bending, losing a full 5 seconds.

However, Wang Yan's strategic intent was also achieved.

- With minimal losses, shake off Harbi and get back on the right track.

The unlucky Har directly summoned the airbag and was forced to retire, which was an unexpected surprise, but it did not affect the overall situation.

Even if you can't solve Ha'er's entanglement at one time, this collision can still greatly reduce the pressure of the next off-board moves.

Brother is super fierce, are you afraid?

I'm afraid of everyone.

No matter how good the safety performance of the supercar is, it is now a race at a speed of 200 kilometers per hour, and once it rolls over, 404 is not negotiable.

They are all rich, powerful and girly sons, who dares to say that a good life is enough?

That's the most important thing about this risky behavior.

Set an example for all the drivers behind them to go to the race under pressure.

When Crazy My Dog catches up with the lap time and overtakes them, then it's their end.

Sure enough, the surprise cheers of the new young lady soon came from the earphones.

"Wow! Milson made a mistake! T3 bent the rear wheel pressed against the seat belt and slid for a few tenths of a second!"

It's not a big mistake, but it's a sign.

Now, on the contrary, Pan Shaohe and Hudeli, who are running in front, play better.

Seeing it with your own eyes, and hearing it in your headphones, are different after all.

The latter will not have that much psychological pressure.

But don't worry, right away, it's your turn......