Goodbye, then

Su Yang followed behind with a smug, Edison Chen-style grin. Yesterday, he hadn't merely been familiarizing himself with the track over those few laps.

After running a few laps, he had memorized every corner of the race track and knew it like the back of his hand.

The main track of Magic City International Race Track had a total of sixteen corners: seven left-handers and nine right-handers. Every corner had a different turning radius, and the entire track was intricately laid out and highly challenging.

After leaving the starting line, the first things they encountered were a series of consecutive right-left-left compound corners—Turns One, Two, and Three.

These three corners formed a spiral contraction turn, with the turning radius abruptly decreasing from 93.9 meters to 31.8 meters. After running a few laps yesterday, he discovered that the opening corners were not suitable for drifting.

More precisely, most of the corners on the entire track were not very suitable for drifting. Entering them normally was faster.

So Su Yang didn't choose to drift. Instead, he entered the corners at high speed.

The powerful downforce provided by the GT RS pressed the car firmly against the track.

Although Su Yang entered the corner later, he quickly overtook He Peng, who was still drifting, after exiting Turn Two.

He Peng was stunned when he saw this, then gave a disdainful smile. "Oh? You've got some skill. I don't mind letting you get a few steps ahead."

Once the GT RS took the lead on the track, the other cars basically had no chance of overtaking it—unless there was a huge difference in skill between the drivers, or the person being overtaken was a professional formula racing driver driving an F1 car.

But He Peng clearly hadn't realized that.

By the time he finished