364 Principle of Behavior (1/2)
”YAAAY… the car is flying! Daddy, you're so awesome!”
Su Xiaobei was beside herself with excitement and cheering on Xiao Luo without the slightest hint of fear on her face, and was thrilled to be a part of this high-octane car chase. In sharp contrast, Su Canye, seated next to her, had his eyes shut tight and wore an expression full of terror and despair.
Xiao Luo was in the zone, entirely focused on his driving. Nervelessly, he negotiated the car into the sharp turn then pulled the handbrakes the moment the car was about to enter the bend, swinging the rear of the car to align with the direction of the corner, while simultaneously controlling the foot pedals with his ”heel-and-toe” to maintain the revs in his engine, and then controlled the slide with the steering wheel into the opposite direction. The front wheels of the black Trumpchi SUV skidded close to the double yellow line, still going at the same speed, but the car was in total control as Xiao Luo maneuvered it, sliding smoothly into the turn like it was on a sheet of ice.
Despite his eyes being closed, Su Canye could feel the excellent control the vehicle was being driven with. As a racing enthusiast, he was thoroughly familiar with this exhilarating technique of driving, and the word immediately popped up in his mind—drifting.
He opened his eyes slightly at first, then his eyes widened in bewilderment. The tires were screeching as the nose of the car aligned with the bend.
Holy shaite…
He's really drifting!
This was no sports car, but a large 5-door SUV. How can he possibly be drifting, and what's more, doing it so brilliantly?
Su Canye's eyes were watery, and his lips quivered as if he had witnessed something magical.
With its all-wheel-drive engaged, the front of the car kept within with the double yellow line. If this was a race on the Wild Wolf Mountain, the car would easily be drifting along the inner circle.
The SUV negotiated the sharp bend safely, and Xiao Luo immediately lowered the handbrake lever, turned the steering wheel back, and then slammed on the accelerator.
The revs kicked in as Xiao Luo shifted gear and was bearing down the straight road at an incredible speed. The SUV streaked forward like an arrow without any stutter, and Su Canye hardly felt the change in gears. It was all accomplished in one smooth and steady transition.
Su Canye was astounded that his brother-in-law was such a driver of the highest caliber. His driving skills were unsurpassed, and he was literally a drifting god!
Another sharp turn was coming up ahead. This time, Su Canye was as cool as a cucumber, and he was eager to watch Xiao Luo's handling in every detail.
100 meters…
50 meters…
15 meters…
Here it comes!!!
Xiao Luo's face was a picture of calm, like the surface of a still lake with barely a ripple. He pulled the handbrake, stepped on the foot pedals, and controlled the steering wheel with great skill, first, into the turn, then in the opposite direction. The SUV held its speed, and once again, its rear swung across as it glided sideways into the drift.
The graceful arc of motion…
The consummate control…
And perfect execution of the drift!
Su Canye couldn't believe his own eyes, and who would have thought that this ice-faced brother-in-law of his could actually control the drift of his car so well. The vehicle was a front-wheel-drive SUV, and what's more, it had not been tinkered with, but yet it could drift into a sharp bend without spinning out of control. Xiao Luo's skills in handling the car were nothing short of godly.
”Didn't this guy say that he can't race?”
Su Canye muttered to himself as he glanced fleetingly at Xiao Luo.
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After an incredible chase through the winding road that included two sharp corners, the black Trumpchi finally caught up with the four bikers.
Xiao Luo sped up to go alongside the bearded biker who spat earlier and wound down the car window.
When the biker realized who it was, his eyes widened in shock as if he had just seen a monster. He cursed and wondered if he had just seen a ghost.
The thrill of riding a motorcycle was to experience the sensation of freedom, and speed—the ease with which a biker could overtake other vehicles was exhilarating. Except for supercars, no other vehicles could easily catch up with them even on the straight, let alone on this road with many cars.
”Pull up to the side,” Xiao Luo said.
”Bloody chink, are you crazy? Who do you think you are screaming at me, are you thinking of racing me? Do you have what it takes?” the bearded biker yelled.