Early morning.
On a deserted roadside.
"How's your mental math?"
Adam looked at the silent Brian. "It's actually not difficult. You just need to calculate those random variables first based on the car's feedback.
Then plug their current values into a mathematical model and instantly work out the result in your head. That lets you slow down the least and take corners the fastest."
"..."
Brian gave a wry smile. "I think the way ordinary people practice is more suitable for me."
"I see."
Adam nodded. "Sure enough, most people hate math... Then we'll use the common method."
Amid the engine's roar.
The sports car sped away.
"Let's start slower."
Adam smiled. "Remember these feelings..."
"This is slow?!"
Jessie shouted from the back.
"Heh."
Adam could not help laughing.
Sitting in the passenger seat, he instantly calculated the optimal cornering speed and drift angle, directing Brian to slow down to the ideal speed in advance before pulling the handbrake, turning the wheel, and flooring the gas.
The moment he noticed Brian's movements were not standard enough, he immediately reached out to correct them.
With Bullet Time and his immense strength, he had more than enough time and ability to correct Brian's drifting maneuvers in time.
Still, although Adam had deliberately lowered the cornering speed.
To an ordinary person like Jessie Paige, taking turns at this speed was practically asking to flip the car.
"Woohoo!"
Under Adam's direction, Brian completed a beautiful high-speed powerslide drift. His passion for street racing ignited, and he immediately shouted excitedly.
"Again!"
"As you wish!"
Adam could not wait to teach him faster.
With the god of driving himself there to guide him, Brian, who already possessed tremendous driving talent, improved at a visibly rapid pace.
Before long, he no longer needed Adam's instructions and could