Why race if you don’t have money?

Chapter 12 Genius Needs No Explanation
"CFR2000 was born at the wrong time and has somewhat overextended its effectiveness."

Chen Xiangbei muttered to himself that his idea of ​​building a Chinese Formula One racing car in 05 was too advanced and was destined to be a failed attempt.

"Yeah, I was born at the wrong time."

Liang Chi sighed and muttered to himself that Chen Xiangbei knew a lot.

"Then Uncle Liang, why did you quit Huasai and come here to open a car repair shop?"

"You got the order wrong. I owned this auto repair shop first, and then joined Huasai later."

Liang Chi corrected him before saying, "We withdrew because of our divergent philosophies on CFR2000 research and development. Differing philosophies naturally separate us."

“Why do I feel like I’ve been fired?”

Chen Xiangbei replied with a playful look.

"Can you speak human language, kid? I helped you get a car!"

Liang Chi then added, "Also, don't keep asking questions. Why are young people so curious? Instead, get familiar with the ride and get off the bus. Otherwise, you might lose and embarrass me."

"Don't worry, Uncle Liang. I can't lose."

Chen Xiangbei replied confidently that even if he drove Fatty Wang's Corolla for a run, he would still be able to beat Qin Lianjie's Civic Type-R, let alone driving this Subaru Impreza STI.

This is not only because he had reached the threshold of F1 in his previous life, but also because of his absolute confidence as a driver.

If you don't even have this belief that you will win, why are you still racing?

Hearing Chen Xiangbei's words, Liang Chi turned to look at him and said with a serious expression that he rarely saw: "Boy, you've asked so many questions, it's my turn to ask one too."

"How did you get such great driving skills?"

Chen Xiangbei had actually thought of countless answers to Liang Chi's question in his mind.

After all, it is hard not to feel puzzled when an eighteen-year-old high school student, in addition to physical fitness, possesses all the qualities of a top professional driver.

But Chen Xiangbei couldn't explain it clearly, and he couldn't explain it.

So there is only one answer to this question.

"talent."

Faced with Chen Xiangbei's answer, an ordinary person might think that it was perfunctory or nonsense, but Liang Chi did not say another word.

Or perhaps he shouldn't have asked this question.

As a former racing engineer for Huasai Sports, he knows very well that this world is definitely not short of geniuses. The growth process of every top driver who can become famous can be called incredible in the eyes of outsiders.

Just like what is described in the comic "Initial D", Fujiwara Takumi was delivering tofu up and down the mountain. As he drove, he felt that his speed was getting slower and slower. He even suspected that there was something wrong with his eyes. It was then that his father Fujiwara Bunta discovered his hidden racing talent.

"Try the car."

Liang Chi said no more, took out the car keys from the drawer next to him and handed them over.

Chen Xiangbei opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat, gently stroking the sporty three-spoke steering wheel with his hand. Only at this moment could he feel that he was no longer a high school student, but a professional driver.

The Subaru Impreza has a glorious history in rally racing, having won three factory championships and three driver championships. It can be said that its destiny lies in rally racing, and its bloodline is born for rallying.

Turn the key to start the ignition, and as the dashboard with black letters on a white background lights up, the 2.0T horizontally opposed EJ20 engine emits its unique silent roar with a "boom"!
Many people know about the Mitsubishi EVO's 4G63 engine, which powered nine generations of cars and became a classic Japanese engine. However, few people know about the Subaru EJ20 series engine, which also powered eight and a half generations of cars and accompanied Subaru's glorious rally era.

In fact, seriously speaking, Subaru's so-called eight and a half generations can only be divided into two generations according to the evolution of the chassis architecture, and the previous seven generations of models can be regarded as minor modifications.

However, in order to benchmark each generation of Mitsubishi EVO and make the two feel a sense of fate of love and hate, Subaru fans call the minor facelift a generation model, and naturally there is no major change in the engine.

In addition, the power output of this EJ20 engine has been adjusted according to the different level positioning.

The standard WRX model has a horsepower of 225P, while the STI version has a power limit of 280P, which is the upper limit of the "gentleman's agreement" of Japanese automakers.

This is why Japanese car modifications are so fun to make. In a sense, they all come with a layer of seal. Once this seal is removed, they will burst out with performance far exceeding the original ones!

Liang Chi opened the passenger door and got in. He asked Chen Xiangbei with a slightly smug look, "How do you feel?" "Uncle Liang, hold on tight."

Before Liang Chi could react, Chen Xiangbei had already shifted gears and released the handbrake. He stepped on the accelerator and the tires rubbed against the ground wildly, making a "sizzling" sound. Then, at some point, the grip was regained and the whole car rushed out like an arrow.

"I'm not wearing my seatbelt yet!"

As Liang Chi shouted, he was pressed down on the seat by the feeling of being pushed back. The speedometer needle of the Subaru Impreza climbed up crazily, breaking the 100km/h mark in just over five seconds.

Not only that, but even as Liang Chi struggled to grab the seatbelt, the Subaru Impreza had already reached the end of the street. Chen Xiangbei quickly pulled the handbrake and steered around the corner, the entire car sliding across the curve in an extremely graceful arc, as if on ice.

And that wasn't the end of it. Almost as soon as he drifted out of the corner, Chen Xiangbei had already completed his heel-and-toe throttle maneuver. The Subaru Impreza roared wildly again, and Liang Chi was once again pressed hard against the seat by the push.

Liang Chi's eyes completely changed when he looked at Chen Xiangbei. He knew that this kid had good driving skills and was very talented.

But he didn't know that Chen Xiangbei could reach this level. Whether it was the coordination of the accelerator and clutch during burnout start, or the smooth clutch and gear shifting at full speed, as well as the control of the spatial sense for street drifting, they had all reached an astonishing level.

It is no exaggeration to say that Liang Chi believes that the professional drivers he has seen in CCC (the predecessor of CTCC) competitions are only of this level of strength!

The engine was still roaring. Listening to this familiar sound, Chen Xiangbei felt that he was getting more and more into the state, and he stepped on the accelerator deeper and deeper.

At this moment, the speed needle on the dashboard continued to rise, and the street lights and surrounding buildings flashed past the car window like phantoms.

120km/h, 140km/h, 160km/h……

Looking at the speed indicator that was like an explosion, Liang Chi's face had turned from shock to pale. He had never expected that Chen Xiangbei would become so radical and crazy after driving the performance car.

He fastened his seat belt hastily, then gripped the seat with one hand and the door handle with the other.

"Uncle Liang, we're about to turn the highway."

Chen Xiangbei gave a reminder, then lightly pressed the brake and turned the steering wheel, staying close to the side of the road to prepare for the ultimate line to turn.

However, just as it reached the center of the bend, the Subaru Impreza's tire grip reached its limit and it began to lose grip on the ground and shift sideways.

After all, this is just an ordinary performance tire, not a hot-melt tire designed for racing. Chen Xiangbei's cornering speed has obviously exceeded the vehicle's handling limit!

At this moment, Liang Chi's face turned green. He wanted Chen Xiangbei to show off his driving skills, not to let this kid risk his life!

Even if Chen Xiangbei is not afraid of death and does not want to die as he is in his prime, the card he charged at the bath center next door has not been used up, and technician No. 38 is still waiting for him to consume.

But Liang Chi didn't have time to think about it, because what happened next refreshed his cognition again.

Faced with this out-of-control vehicle, Chen Xiangbei didn't panic like a newbie. On the contrary, there was not a single ripple on his face. He appeared extremely calm and composed from beginning to end.

He began to quickly reverse the steering wheel to save the car, and his feet kept switching between the accelerator and the brake. He corrected the swing of the car body by braking and adding gas, and found the balance point between the vehicle speed and grip.

The "sizzle" sounds of skidding and burning tires continued to ring out. The Subaru Impreza seemed to be dancing on the edge of a knife, teetering on the edge of losing control until the last moment when its wheel arches scraped past the curb.

In a sense, racing is a crazy test on the edge of loss of control. Only in this way can the limit of speed be measured.

After passing this high-speed curve in the street, Chen Xiangbei probably had an idea of ​​the performance of this Subaru Impreza. He did not continue to drive at full speed, but instead turned around quickly and returned to the repair shop.

As Chen Xiangbei braked to a stop in the yard, Liang Chi unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car with an expressionless face.

Seeing that his face looked a little grim, Chen Xiangbei asked with concern: "Uncle Liang, are you okay?"

"I do not……"

Liang Chi had just said the word "nothing" and before he could finish the word "thing", he heard a "wow" sound and the whole person squatted on the ground and vomited violently.

He spit and cursed: "Little bastard, how can you drive like this?"

"Come on, Uncle Liang, you call yourself a racing engineer, who would throw up while riding in a car?"

PS: Brothers, please try to keep reading every day. After all, it is difficult to recommend niche articles. Thank you.

(End of this chapter)