Chapter 887 887: Racetrack Contest - 3



Although Jordan was good at racing a car, there were too many talents on the spot. Team members in each team cooperated with each other for a long time, while Jordan and Michael didn't appreciate each other. Nobody knew whether they would make good teamwork or not. It was really worrying.

If there were any mistakes, the result would be fatal, which meant that it would cause problems for personal safety, as Joseph mentioned.

As a competition inferior to the Olympic Games and the World Cup, F1 only allowed 22 racing drivers to compete mostly. It was tough.

She had heard from Joseph that it only took 2.3 seconds for one to speed up from 0 to 100 km/h and 12 seconds from 0 to 200 and then to 0. What did 12 seconds mean?

It meant that when someone took 12 seconds to think of something, the racing driver for F1 had finished the process of speeding up and slowing down.

Racing a car at 300 km/h was easy for a racing driver, and on this driveway, the maximum speed could reach 350 km/h. Irish had seen Jordan racing. She believed that he could make it.

However, the body of an F1 racing car was light, so it would be a very dangerous and difficult sport to drive at a breakneck speed. And the capacity of the racing car needed to exceed 4 Gs, and the driver had to shift gears every two seconds. Maybe 2500 times changing gears needed to be made during a competition.

It was also a competition for physical energy and intelligence.

If any decision failed, it would lead to severe results of being cripple and even losing a life.

Now, Irish was clear about Joseph's concern.

No family was willing to see his family member in danger on the spot, and just as Joseph thought, winning was not important anymore. Safety was the most important during the competition.

But Jordan aimed to be the No. 1 racer.

However, the weather was not good.

A sudden rain poured on the spot five minutes before the competition started.

It caused great chaos.

The people bringing umbrellas opened their umbrellas, and the host adopted measures immediately.

Racing drivers were on the driveway already, which was filled with noise. This competition was unavoidable already, and because of the sudden rain, the audience was full of stress.

Rain wet the driveway, which made the competition more dangerous.

Considering this, Joseph stood up from his seat, frowning.

Leo was also distressed.

Irish's heart beat quickly.

The rain was not small, making the competition result more doubtful.

Joseph walked back and forth and then glanced at the pouring rain. He frowned, then just took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Change the No.1 driver."

As he said it, Leo stood up, questioning, "Joseph, are you crazy?"

Irish was also surprised. The No.1 driver was Jordan.

Obviously, Joseph's practice was unregulated. Although he was the sponsor, the drivers were already there, and the competition began soon. He suddenly proposed changing the driver, which was not allowed. He grabbed the role of the coach.

Joseph didn't pay attention to Leo's low shouting but just aggressively talked on the phone, "Change it right now no matter what way is adopted."

It was in a difficult situation now.

Leo couldn't stand it, so he just grabbed the phone immediately.

"Give it back to me!" Joseph shouted.

Leo also said on the phone, "Do as the original plan." And then he hung up and threw it back to Joseph.

"Leo!" Joseph gritted his teeth.

Leo looked back at Joseph and said word by word, "If you don't let him go, he will hate you for a lifetime."

"I would rather he hates me than see him in a dying situation!" 

Joseph's voice rose suddenly. He was so annoyed.

Irish was shocked.

It was the first time Joseph was so angry in public. The surrounding working staff all looked at them.

"Joseph, you are not the only sponsor. Other sponsors also put a stake in Jordan. How can you change the driver by your own will?"

"He is my brother!" Joseph was in a fury.

"Yes, he is your brother, but he is also a racing driver. It is his job. Joseph, please respect his choice!" Leo was also angry, shouting at him.

Just at this time, the competition began.

The roaring was shocking.

Joseph's shoulder trembled lightly, and he turned to stare at the big screen, clenching his fists.

Irish immediately walked forward and lightly pulled Joseph's hands, "Jordan will be okay. Just trust him."

She said it weakly. The rain got heavier, which patted the windows heavily.

It was in vain no matter what to do. Joseph couldn't stop it, no matter how strong he was. He was not the god.

Irish could feel his muscles clenching. He didn't talk anymore, just staring at the big screen without any motion.

She took a glance at Leo. Although he resisted Joseph just now, it didn't hide his distress. He also clenched his hands and stared at the screen. She was praying silently. She hoped that Jordan could be secure. The danger brought by rain really existed.

When it was in the second round, the situation became serious.

The No.20 vehicle sped up too fast, and the tire slipped suddenly, and soon the vehicle tilted, which affected the No.15 vehicle. Two vehicles now bumped into each other, which made the guard bar tilt, and soon the vehicle flipped over.

All the audience shouted, and some even threw their umbrellas, standing up from their seat.

Irish pressed her bosom. Luckily Jordan's vehicle was not affected since it was heading forward.

This accident also signified how dangerous this sport was.

Joseph's back was rigid and cold sweat covered his back.

Irish comforted him in a low voice, "He will be okay. Calm down. Jordan has experienced many ranking competitions, and now he is really the toughest."

She seemed to comfort both Joseph and herself.

She was also clear that the formal competition was much stricter than ranking competitions or practicing competitions regarding time limits and rounds. In addition, the heavy downpour made the competition hard.

When it was the fifth round, another flip happened. The no. 10 driver didn't get good control as he drifted, and soon it flipped.

Irish covered her mouth to control her stressful feelings.

Several racing cars passed by the damaged vehicle quickly, including Jordan's.

He was now the sixth, and he was speeding up.

Michael was the fourth, and he was the No.3 driver.

Soon the rescue team came to the scene. Unfortunately, the driver got injured, so he was taken away.

Irish felt in a daze. She felt she was not watching a competition but waiting for the death struggle.

Jordan ranked No.1 in the ranking competition.

He soon became a well-known young driver and also the most popular driver.