The Strongest Racer Maintenance Guide

Goodbye, friend.

SS10, Kunlun Tianlu.

It is a stage that countless rally drivers want to embark on throughout their lives. How many people come to the Ring Tower just to run the Kunlun Sky Road.

Nearly [-] kilometers, the devil stage, rugged mountain roads, almost all blind spots.

The difference in altitude, the change in air pressure, not only the mountain itself, but even the airflow is putting pressure on all racing cars.

starting line.

The Subaru Impreza's rear window had the names of its racer and co-driver on it, the racer, the co-driver, and the car itself, and they were a three-man team at this point.

This road carries the dreams of too many people, those who have finished, those who have not finished, and those who have not yet run.

Of course, there are also those who have been kings on this road.

Jing Ran was sitting in the lounge of the racetrack in City A. The racetrack was closed today, and he was the only one in the 200-square-meter lounge, watching the live broadcast of Kunlun Tianlu.

"Welcome to the scene of the Taklamakan Automobile Motocross Rally."

"Today is the last stage of the Ring of Towers Rally, SS10, Kunlun Tianlu."

"Today's drivers on the Kunlun Tianlu stage are all S-class four-wheel drive cars. S represents the highest modification standard in the world. Today they will compete here."

In the S-class racing group, the car is only controlled at 1100 kg in the limit of horsepower and torque. The high downforce allows the engine to work to the extreme turbo pressure, and the secondary explosion promotes the eccentric ignition of the turbo blades.

S-class rally car, running on a natural road without any protection, in an environment of unpredictable temperature, humidity and air pressure, is the ultimate cooperation between humans and machines.

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"Concentrate." Zhong Su reminded him, "Enter the corner earlier."

"The temperature of the tires hasn't come up." Xia Qianchen said.

Zhong Su: "I know, this set of tires is very hard, the dampers have been replaced with thicker ones, and the oil pressure is not too high now, don't be afraid."

After the start of the Kunlun Tianlu stage, Xia Qianchen's state changed from before.Unlike last year, this year he restrained his arrogance, chose to respect the track, moved closer to his navigator, and bowed his head to nature.

"Xia Qianchen, come on."

"You can do it. Take the 2 meters on the left and go straight to the left. Xia Qianshen, the 200 meters Shayoumen is welded to death. This is where you chase your speed!"

"After the jump, take the 5th on the left and go downhill!"

"Xia Qianshen, stop later!"

Zhong Su kept encouraging him.

"There is water in the heart of the bend!"

The handbrake was pulled up at the same time as his voice fell, Xia Qianchen's extraordinary reflexes and body coordination, while pulling the handbrake on, he turned the direction and flicked the tail, and the water puddle was wiped shallowly just under the chassis.

"Flying jump, Xia Qianshen, full fuel in fourth gear!"

Flying with full fuel in fourth gear, the Impreza seems to really have wings.

The Kunlun Sky Road is like a long scroll, floating in the clouds, with beautiful undulating curves.The top-tech racing cars are speeding on the picture scroll, and the top racers and pilots are on this floating picture scroll.

It doesn't matter whether the cylinder is full of oil, or the car is overturned due to a broken shaft, Zhong Su has come out with him this time to fight hard.

"I can't see the road." Xia Qianchen said, "The wind is too strong."

"I know."

The temperature drops, the air pressure drops, and at the same time the wind rises.The wind on the top of the mountain will blow everything that can blow.

So Zhong Su said: "Come on, use the airflow to block the wind and sand."

Xia Qian was taken aback.

Then he responded to Zhong Su with a kick of extremely deep floor oil.

At this time, they will use the artwork of industrial technology and the power of the S-class racing car to cut through the airflow to block the wind of Kunlun Mountain.

This is undoubtedly the best choice at present, and it is also the most deadly choice in terms of speed.

Bow to nature?No, fight to nature.

As long as the speed is fast enough to form its own airflow barrier, it will not be hindered by the Kunlun Mountain wind.This is like a high-downforce racing car on a track race, using its front wheel to stick to the rear wheel of the car in front, so as to eat the wake of the car in front, let the car in front fight against wind resistance, and save power by itself.

Everything just needs to be fast enough.

Xia Qian gritted her teeth, "If the car overturns this time, you don't need to save me."

When the speed increased to 9, Zhong Su smiled, "This time, let the car overturn again, let me land first."

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Xia Qianchen didn't tell his mother. In fact, during the summer vacation when he was in the fourth grade to fifth grade, his grandmother took him to the market to buy fish at six o'clock one morning.

It seemed to be the hottest day of the whole summer, and the roof of the market was dripping.

They bought a very fresh crucian carp. When the boss was killing the fish, he chatted with grandma.

The owner of the fish stall said: "Auntie, my wife is no longer selling watermelons at the corner of your house. The urban management there is too strict."

Grandma said "Oh", "Then where is she going to sell it now? Oh, why is this happening, your watermelon is the sweetest!"

The boss smiled, and told grandma, now go to the entrance of Qingnian Lane in the east of the town, not far away.

When the grandma heard this, she frowned and said, "It's too far away. I can't walk that long with a watermelon on my legs."

The boss cleaned out the internal organs of the fish, rinsed it under the faucet, then raised his chin to Xiao Xiaqian, and said to him: "Young man, when you grow up, you can drive grandma out to buy watermelons!"

Xia Qianchen said, "Okay."

Grandma said, "Nonsense."

But Xia Qianchen felt that he should drive his grandmother out to buy watermelons.The watermelon is so heavy, and the Youth Lane is so far east of the town, this is a very important thing.

That summer vacation, he ate watermelon, which was the watermelon that his uncle bought from Qingnian Alley in a small three-wheel drive.

The white vest he ate was filled with pink watermelon juice, a police movie was playing on the TV, and the police car was chasing after him on the road. The criminal's small broken car in front was obviously so broken, but he couldn't be caught up by the police car no matter what.

At that time, Xia Qianchen, who didn't understand what "plot pull" was, just thought, ah, the driving skills are really good.

If the wife of the fish stall owner has this driving skill, then she will not be afraid of being chased by the city management, and her small car selling watermelons can still be around the corner of grandma's house, so my uncle doesn't have to go to work in such a hot day. Buy watermelons in Qingnian Alley far away.

Little Xia Qianchen looked at the watermelon in his hand, and because he came back too late, he was too greedy and ate too much, so he was full of watermelon juice.

He was beaten for eating all over the watermelon.

Little Xia Qian thought deeply, if the fish stall owner's wife had good driving skills, then he wouldn't have to suffer this beating.

At that time, he didn't know what the butterfly effect was. He only attributed the root of the problem to the fish stall owner's wife, who was not good at driving.

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"Beautiful." Zhong Su said, "Left 50 followed by right 4 in the first 2 meters."

"Turn around and float over."

The gear lever makes a mechanical sound, and the forged pistons are not only bearing the combustion pressure of the cylinder, but also the air pressure at high altitudes.

"Are you okay?" Zhong Su asked him.

Here we came to an altitude of 3000 meters, and the king of the Sichuan-Tibet Northern Line who ran at an altitude of 5000 meters said, "Are you asking about Impreza or me."

Zhong Su smiled, "Ask you, are you okay?"

"Fortunately, the front is where we turned down last year."

"There is no ice on the road." Zhong Su said, "But the temperature has dropped. Be careful that the ground will be slippery."

A nearly perfect right 3, the body is leaning at a perfect angle, the headlights are rubbing against the mountain, and the rear wheels are pressing against the cliff.

They passed the turn they turned down last year.

Up here, the front is the second half of the Kunlun Sky Road that Xia Qianchen is unfamiliar with.

"100 meters straight to the right."

"Sandstone, give me oil."

"You can let go a little more."

Zhong Su gave Xia Qianchen the most unrestrained method within the limits of his control.

He wants Xia Qianshen to become the ruler of the Kunlun Sky Road at an altitude of 3100 meters.

He wants Xia Qianshen to break the record and take the champion position of the car closing platform in this year's Ring of Tales Rally.

Before the start of this stage, Xia Qianshen said to Zhong Su that if he didn’t break the record this year, Jing Ran would laugh at him when he went back. Let’s not go back and stay here to herd the sheep.

Zhong Su said, it's all right, let's go back, I'll sew his mouth shut in advance...Of course, if you really want to herd the sheep, I can also accompany you.

"How much?" Xia Qianchen asked.

He was asking about the current time-consuming, because Zhong Su knew that Jing Ran took the Kunlun Skyway that year, and he wanted to know if he was ahead of Jing Ran that year.

Zhong Su raised his wrist to look at his watch, "You are still 1.5 seconds behind."

Jing Ran is a legend of a generation, and Xia Qianshen is a legend being written.

It can be seen from the rut marks that the Impreza's way of cornering is becoming more and more extreme, his braking point is getting later and later, the combustion chamber of the racing car is crazily atomizing fuel, and the load is getting higher and higher.

But they don't care, racing engines, daily disposables.

Entering Kunlun Tianlu's back-and-forth turns, the time for each turn is shortened, and his cornering style is wilder than Jing Ran.

Even with a six-point seat belt, Zhong Su could clearly feel that he was being thrown in the opposite direction.

At the same time, Zhong Su realized that it was time for him to check his watch.

Because at this point, Xia Qianshen was at the place where "everyone backed up to stop the fuel, but I am speeding up here", Zhong Su knew that his former colleague, his half-brother, was about to be overtaken.

Guan Gong can't fight Qin Qiong because the two are not in the same time and space.

Strictly speaking, data cannot beat data, because Jingran's racing cars in the past are not at the same level of strength as today's Subaru Impreza.

The reality is like this, if you win, someone will say, because your car is good, because you have a gold medal navigator, because there is no snow or fog in Kunlun Mountains today.

But just like what Xia Qianchen said while standing on the champion stage of the car closing platform——

"I benefit from the climate, my car, my steering, so I'll be there next year, and I'll be faster next year."

He hugged his co-driver tightly and long on the closing stand, and he still didn't allow anyone to spray champagne on his car.

Today he is the most watched and strongest racing driver in Xinjiang, which is 166 million square kilometers.

The reporter's flash is not as good as the reflection of the sun on the puddles in the Kunlun Mountains, and the clicking shutter is not as refreshing as the gravel hitting the car body.

The honking of the horns by other drivers is not as good as the mountain breeze of Kunlun, and the impassioned speech of the host is not as comfortable as raising your hand to touch the clouds at an altitude of 3100 meters.

Zhong Su said, "Congratulations."

Xia Qian smiled deeply, and he stepped off the platform and walked to the finish line of Kunlun Tianlu.

He knelt down, touched the ground with his fingertips, lowered his eyes and whispered, "Goodbye, friend."

The author says:

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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