Car Racing without Money-Chapter 285 - 133: Home Turf
Not adapted?
Hearing this, the expression on Odettoโs face was quite remarkable. ๐๐ป๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐๐๐ธ๐ซ๐๐ก.๐ฌ๐ธ๐
A driver intending to jump classes, how could he not adapt to an F3 car? How would he test an F1 car by then?
To be honest, the talent and strength Chen Xiangbei displayed made Odetto think there was no such possibility at all.
Without any hesitation, Odetto pressed the call button on his headset.
"Bei, are you not adapting to driving the F3 car?"
Hearing Odettoโs question through his earphones, Chen Xiangbei knew that his racing data had already been detected as problematic by them.
To be honest, he was indeed struggling!
If it were just the first time driving, Chen Xiangbei might have been in a better position.
Just like those F2 substitute rookies, they could rely on talent and extraordinary adaptability to directly handle an F1 car well.
In this life, Chen Xiangbei has top-notch talent and car sense, starting from scratch is not difficult.
The reason such a situation arises is precisely that heโs not starting from scratch!
Some instinctual habits from driving F3 cars in a past life have already formed operations similar to muscle memory.
Trying to modify a piece of paper full of words is far more difficult than rewriting on a blank sheet.
"A little bit?"
Upon hearing this reply, Odettoโs roar immediately came through the earphones.
"I donโt care what your reason is, I only give you ten minutes!"
"You must adapt to this F3 car within ten minutes, do you hear me?"
The practice session for the Grand Prix is longer than the Renault Formula, increased from half an hour to forty-five minutes.
But within these forty-five minutes, Chen Xiangbei and the team had many things to do. For example, feedback on the carโs power system, traditional systems, aerodynamic packages, and suspension systems, allowing engineers to make corresponding adjustments and changes.
In addition, Chen Xiangbei also had to undertake long-distance testing with a heavy fuel load to verify the impact of fuel quantity on lap times and tire conditions.
The final test was tire wear, where strategies and tactics must be devised based on tire changes.
Ten minutes is the maximum adaptation time that Odetto can allow!
"Understood."
Without any bargaining, Chen Xiangbei gave a simple reply.
Actually, the adaptation time he set for himself was also ten minutes.
Soon the car crossed the starting line, and Chen Xiangbei began the second lap of practice testing.
Corner correction and throttle gear cooperation still had issues, and in the past, the tachometer needle of Chen Xiangbei barely dropped with the gear, always maintaining the optimal power output range. Now, there is a severe power loss.
The same issues persisted in the third lap, and more than five minutes had already passed.
At this moment, Sawano Hiroyukiโs expression became serious. Adapting and challenging limits were different; these were not behaviors that Odettoโs pressure alone could compel Chen Xiangbei to suddenly accelerate to break through.
Previously, the teamโs focus was all on the track, and no one expected the problem could be with Chen Xiangbei himself. Transitioning from Renault to driving an F3 car should only be a routine upgrade, and theoretically, it shouldnโt be this much of a struggle.
Just when the team inside the pit room felt a weight on their hearts, as the fourth lap began, Chen Xiangbeiโs control underwent a qualitative change, with a significant reduction in corner correction. That smooth cornering scene appeared once again.
Meanwhile, the engine data transmitted on the screen changed from the previous fluctuating curves to a nearly straight line!
"I told you, how could Brother Bei not know how to drive an F3 car?"
Ayong felt the stone in his heart finally drop, unable to help but say a word.
In his heart, Chen Xiangbei is an omnipotent genius, and F3 theoretically poses no challenge at all.
"Seems I underestimated Mr. Xiangbei."
Mizutani Sho nodded in agreement, feeling indeed he was worrying unnecessarily.
"Bei, give feedback on the car in the next lap. I donโt want to see any more incidents."
Odetto also felt puzzled, as this was an unexpected twist that shouldnโt have occurred.
"Roger."
Chen Xiangbei responded plainly, with a face covered in beads of sweat hidden under his helmet at this moment.
Overcoming instincts is far from being as easy as it seems, yet he "silently" managed it.
Compared to challenging the track, challenging oneself is more difficult.
Chen Xiangbei suddenly had a feeling that the East Bay Circuit didnโt seem so tough anymore.
