How Did I Become an F1 Driver?-Chapter 920 - 363: The Second Unlucky Person to Vomit from the Ride
Jay Chou hadn't realized the seriousness of the situation yet, and curiously asked, "How does this AMG GT feel to drive?"
Qin Miao didn't immediately answer Jay Chou's question but instead laughed and said, "Get ready to go, hold on tight, fasten your seat belt, and once we're on the track, you can feel it for yourself."
Upon hearing Qin Miao's words, Jay Chou nodded in agreement, then checked his gear, confirming everything was fine before saying, "I'm ready."
Qin Miao smiled, "A final reminder, if you feel uncomfortable and want to throw up... don't do it on me, or you'll end up on the blacklist."
Before Jay Chou could react to Qin Miao's words, Qin Miao slammed the accelerator to the floor, and the car's rear wheels immediately broke the traction limit, starting to spin in place.
However, since they had already run several laps, the two rear wheels of this AMG GT were still hot enough.
So half a second later, the rear wheels regained traction, and instantly provided tremendous thrust to start the car smoothly.
Jay Chou hadn't yet reacted to the meaning of Qin Miao's words when he was pressed into the bucket seat by the force of the car.
Meanwhile, sitting in the driver's seat, Qin Miao acted as if it was nothing, even correcting the steering wheel after the start to adjust the car's understeer.
But as the car's speed increased, the G-force exerted on Jay Chou lessened, and when he could finally speak, Qin Miao heard a faint, "Damn it!"
Qin Miao smiled slightly; it was clear he was enjoying himself.
However, this AMG GT had its limits, and the most thrilling spots Qin Miao could offer Jay Chou were just the heavy braking points at T27 and T1, and perhaps a long turn at T13. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶
Since Qin Miao was pushing with no reservations, when reaching these points, he often saw Jay Chou instinctively gripping the car's handles tightly, with his cheek muscles clenched.
Unlike Jay Chou's tension, Qin Miao, accustomed to F1 speeds, felt as if he was driving a leisurely car, even when pushing this production supercar to its limits.
Throughout the process, Qin Miao felt little pressure, as the car's lateral G-force at its peak was only about 2.4G.
For Qin Miao, an F1 driver accustomed to pulling 5G during turns, this was just like stretching his muscles.
After just two laps with Qin Miao, Jay Chou's face noticeably started to pale.
It seemed he had reached his limit.
Nonetheless, Qin Miao was considerate, slowing down slightly upon noticing Jay Chou's condition and returning to the pit on the third lap.
In truth, Jay Chou's endurance wasn't bad; as a singer capable of performing concerts worldwide, he definitely has a stout heart.
The discomfort after a few laps was mainly due to Qin Miao's driving style.
Strictly speaking, the Jeddah Circuit is a street circuit with hardly any run-off areas; its edges are barrier walls.
And sitting in the car, due to limited view, both driver and passenger feel an amplified sense of speed, which can be intimidating to those unfamiliar.
Moreover, before bringing Jay Chou onto the track, Qin Miao had mentioned he'd push full throttle, treating these laps like a qualifying session.
There was no need to probe the car's limits; before Qin Miao even got in, he knew its capabilities—and with his skills, pushing it to the limit was easy.
Thus, combining these factors, in Jay Chou's perspective, each turn and exit seemed perilously close to the barriers, feeling like a collision was imminent.
Under both psychological and physiological strain, Jay Chou's face turned pale, and not vomiting in the car was his last stand.
Once Qin Miao stopped the car in the pit, the still-reeling Jay Chou promptly disembarked, seemingly escaping from Qin Miao's car.
Qin Miao parked the car in its designated spot, aware of the precious time of an F1 driver; after running with Jay Chou, Qin Miao clocked out.
Getting out, Qin Miao checked on Jay Chou's condition: "Are you alright?"
Jay Chou took the bottled water his assistant Dani handed him, drinking a few sips before waving at Qin Miao, saying, "No... I'm okay, just too thrilling, not used to this feeling."
After a brief rest, Jay Chou said, "But having experienced it, I really admire you guys; controlling a car at such speeds and maintaining high driving precision is incredible."
Qin Miao chuckled, "It's our livelihood, after all. If we don't outperform normal folks significantly, we can't hold onto this job, right?"
Qin Miao wasn't inconsiderate; seeing Jay Chou somewhat disheveled, he chose not to bother him further.
"If you're okay, I have some work left that I need to finish. Please wait a moment while I handle some matters, and then I'll take you around the paddock to meet other team drivers if you'd like."
