The next morning, Jiang Qing woke up early.
He hastily cooked himself breakfast and wolfed it down.
He couldn't wait to try out the car he modified yesterday.
After finishing his breakfast, Jiang Qing jogged all the way to the car repair shop not far from home.
He carefully pushed the motorcycle out of the shop. The appearance of the motorcycle didn't change much, but many details had been modified.
Jiang Qing was wearing a safety helmet similar to the one used in construction sites. He straddled the motorcycle, pressed the clutch, stepped on the pedal, and put down the fire stick. He took a deep breath, slowly raised his foot, and stomped on the fire stick.
"Tututu…"
The old Qianjiang 125 straddled the motorcycle and successfully ignited it. In fact, most motorcycles now used electronic ignition and did not need to pedal. However, this Qianjiang 125 was a little older and still retained this old-fashioned ignition method.
Although Jiang Qing had just graduated from junior high school, he was already 1.7 meters tall when he first entered junior high school. He had already learned how to ride a motorcycle, and his skills were not bad.
He skillfully shifted into first gear and slowly released the clutch to the accelerator. The car started slowly without any hiccups. Jiang Qing was a little surprised. A single-cylinder motorcycle could not avoid hiccups. This was a common problem. He just did not expect that after modification, the hiccups were actually very small!
However, Jiang Qing was not in a hurry to try it now. He just slowly rode to the nearby racing track. There were still safety risks in testing it on the main road.
Because it wasn't very far, it didn't take long for Jiang Qing to arrive at the racing track. The racing track was huge and surrounded by a protective net. It was the only open racing track in Jiang City that didn't charge any fees.
At this time, there were already a few young people riding imitations on the track. Jiang Qing calmly went around to the gate and rode straight in.
At the side of the track, there were a few young people who had stopped to rest. When they heard the commotion, they turned their heads to look at Jiang Qing.
The next moment, they were all stunned.
"This Qianjiang 125?"
One of the yellow-haired young men, Liu Gang, looked at the 125 under Jiang Qing and said with a strange expression.
A young man in a ripped denim shirt laughed.
" How old is he? He must have had fun riding his father's motorcycle. Look at the construction helmet he's wearing…"
At this moment, they all felt a little funny. Which of the cars that came to the track wasn't a cool and flashy fun car? How could there be a 125-lane car running on this track?
Jiang Qing ignored them and rode straight to the starting line to stop. He looked at the track map by the roadside. The entire track was composed of a long straight line and many S-shaped tracks. There were even a few sharp turns.
Jiang Qing silently memorized the route map of the track, then released the clutch and started the car. He needed to ride all the way to the S-shaped curve at the back to try turning.
When the young people beside him saw that he had really started to move, they all laughed.
The blonde Liu Gang teased.
"He hasn't even finished a lap yet, but the others have probably finished three or four laps already.”
"Especially those few bends. He probably has to come down and help us through, hahaha.”
The others also laughed. After all, there was a huge difference between a civilian car and a replica car.
As expected, Jiang Qing's side was overtaken by a few cars that were chasing after them. However, he didn't care much about it. After all, the engine displacement and cylinder number were there. The explosive speed and speed were far inferior to theirs.
After a while, Jiang Qing finally saw an S curve ahead. He calmed himself down and gently pressed the car when he reached the first curve. The grip moved slightly, and the car immediately tilted and smoothly passed the first curve.
Jiang Qing's eyes lit up. He felt that this was not the limit of this car. He originally thought that after the modification, it would only be more stable when turning. He did not expect it to be able to bend directly!!
At this moment, another motorcycle appeared behind them. It slowed down after the first turn. Jiang Qing looked back. It was a 250 domestic imitation of the Chunfeng brand. It was extremely good-looking and was the favorite of young people.
The control and speed were not bad. The inverted shock absorption and stability were also acceptable. At this time, the two cars were already side by side in the same line. The next left curve was ahead.
Jiang Qing held his breath and focused. He wanted to challenge the extreme bending angle of this car! He did not slow down. His body leaned over, his knees and elbows moved to the left, and the car tilted down.
The accelerator output was still flat, the tire pressure was stable without side-sliding, and the shock absorption feedback was optimal.
In the next moment, the motorcycle's feet came into close contact with the ground, creating sparks.
The 250-inch Chunfeng motorcycle behind them was forced to slow down and bend slowly. The two cars were released from the parallel line, and Jiang Qing finally left the curve ahead of time.
Liu Gang and the others who were standing by the roadside were dumbfounded.
"What's going on? That kid overtook Ah Wen's Chunfeng?？”
"It's still a curve! I'll just grind my feet!"
"Am I seeing things? Ridiculous, too ridiculous!”
Everyone was shocked by this scene. They could tell that the Chunfeng definitely did not go easy on them. Moreover, Jiang Qing's car was definitely not slow when it entered the corner.
"That car of his is bending and tilting almost to the limit of a street car.”
Liu Gang swallowed his saliva and muttered.
The bending angle referred to the angle when the car was vertical to the ground and when the car was inclined. The greater the angle, the lower the pressure. The bending limit of a street car was about 50 degrees, while the bending angle limit of a replica car was about 55 degrees.
Hearing this, everyone also realized something. If this car was elevated, could he press it even lower?
With that thought in mind, a few people had already taken out their phones and started recording.
On Jiang Qing's side, after the second turn, his speed did not change at all.
However, the car at the bend couldn't press him so low, so he couldn't speed up. If he couldn't press down so low, he would rush out of the bend.
Before the car behind him caught up, Jiang Qing maintained his stability and rushed into the third corner again. This time, his movements were even more fluid. The car directly pressed to the lowest point and even increased its speed again. Sparks appeared again and he ground his feet again!!
After this bend, the distance between the cars behind him grew further and further. Finally, Jiang Qing passed the last two sharp turns without slowing down at all and successfully crossed the finish line!!
At this moment, Liu Gang and the others who were standing by the side of the road finally reacted. They were about to walk over to investigate, but they did not expect Jiang Qing to leave without stopping at all.
Only now did the Chunfeng 250 motorcycle cross the finish line and stop in front of Liu Gang's group. The man on the motorcycle took off his helmet and asked Liu Gang with a red face.
"Ah Gang, what's the situation with that kid? It's even lower than mine!"
Liu Gang said in disbelief.
"This is a Qianjiang 125, but he has definitely changed. Otherwise, how could you not outrun him?”
Hearing this, A Wen nodded.
" He doesn't look very old, so his skills should be considered normal. It must be the problem with that car. For this car to be modified to such an extent…"
Everyone looked at each other. If this car could be modified like this, what if it was modified into a better car?
At this moment, someone suddenly said.
"I just took a video. I'll send it to you guys to take a look.”
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