Chapter 22 Extraordinary Driving Skills
Inside the Bentley Continental GT, George looked at Jack with a serious expression. Although he didn't know what had brought Jack's siblings in Inchoate, it seemed important in that even after staying here with their influence, they could still figure nothing out.
On the other hand, what Jack wanted was for them to scram and leave Inchoate city. Just from this, he could tell that the relationship between the siblings wasn't good at all.
Steve had said that Jack's driving skills were at the amateur level. George himself had seen how well Jack was in driving. But, if that was considered amateur, then that Steve was supposed to be a professional racer.
If his boss lost, not only would his reputation be stained, after all, he was the one that had initiated the bet, but also, the other second generation from Inchoate city would likely go against him to please Brenda and Steve.
"Boss, are you sure about winning this race?" He asked when he saw that Jack's face didn't have any hint of nervousness at all. In fact, he'd only seen his boss smile twice, and that was just for an instant. As for getting angry, he'd never seen him get angry at all. The only thing that was usually etched on his handsome face was indifference.
"Don't worry about that. If I couldn't win, then why would I want to bet with them? I might as well tell them what they wanted to know or, I might as well say nothing and leave." Jack replied while his hands held the steering wheel.
George nodded upon hearing this. After all, with the current law, there was absolutely no way that the duo could force Jack to say what he didn't want to say. So, he decided to keep quiet and wait for the time.
Just like that, they stayed in the car playing with their phones, for Jack and chatting for George. At exactly 6.45pm, the engines of the cars roared.
And with the roars of the cars, the mountain area was lit up. The lights that had already been set up before were lit, illuminating the racing tracks, of course, just the normal tarmac mountain road.
The spectators immediately began cheering for those that they were supporting. There were several discussions on who was going to win the race and so on.
As the cars drove towards the starting line, the crowd cheered even louder. After all, that was a line up of sports cars. There were Aston Martins, Nissan, McLaren, Bentleys and other brands of sports cars.
There were some that had a hobby of collecting the images of sports cars. And this was the right place.
Jack drove his Bentley Continental GT to the starting line. He could see that all the cars present were worth at least a million dollars and above. Furthermore, the big five all had cars worth at least five million.
By coincidence or not, on Jack's left side of the starting line, Steve stopped there. Brenda winded down the car window as she looked at Jack curiously. Jack hadn't closed the car window and as a result, he could be seen by the duo.
"Are you sure about this Jack?" Brenda smiled as she asked. She was sitting on the co-driver's seat inside a Lamborghini Huracan. This was the most expensive car in the line up present today. It was worth $11M. That included the costs of modification.
Jack glanced at her before turning his gaze back to the road. He knew that she was just taunting him, nothing much. After all, he knew that she was quite anxious about Jack's source of money. All of this was so that she could make sure that he didn't have a penny on him.
Seeing that Jack had ignored her, Brenda was displeased as she pursed her lips tightly. 'Just you wait. After this race, I'll see where you'll hide when we beat you to the ground.'
She had complete confidence in Steve's driving skills plus the car that they were in. Steve had won several races back in Crystal city and could be considered a young genius racing driver.
Poooh!
Vrooom! Vrooom! Vrooom!
As soon as this sound echoed in the air, all the engines of the cars present revved wildly. Their headlights shone more intensely illuminating further the already lit path.
The cheers from the crowds began echoing, although they couldn't be heard well due to the loud roaring of the engines.
At this time, a large screen descended in front of the cars, on top of the pillar that was standing tall in front of the starting line. On it were the names of the cars and their drivers. At the very top of the screen, there was a countdown to the start of the race.
As the five seconds countdown went down slowly, the engines roared even fiercely. Inside the Bentley Continental GT, Jack gripped the steering wheel tightly as he gazed at the screen.
His foot was already on the accelerator and the car was ready to charge forward at a moment of notice. Currently, there were more than fifteen cars that were going to participate in the race.
As for the arrangement on the track, it was in the first come first serve situation. Those that had registered first were in front and vice versa. Jack was currently closer to the back of the cars.
The Bentley Continental GT had a manual and automatic gear system. Currently, Jack was using the manual one. In this way, his control over the car was higher.
Vrooom! Scree!
As soon as the countdown reached zero, he released the brakes, released the clutch, pushed the throttle. With that, the car shot forward alongside the other sports cars.
George had already put on his seatbelt. He was the one that was going to tell Jack about the road as this was Jack's first time here.
The crowd cheered as they watched the cars disappearing into the distance. There were several drones that had cameras on them. Then, there were several screens that showed the current situation of the cars that were racing.
On the screens, they could see that the leading car was a Nissan GT-R. But, it wasn't long before it was overtaken by an McLaren 720s.
The competition was clearly fierce. This was a one lap race. But, this one lap wasn't short as it would take these cars at least thirty minutes for them to complete it. One had to know that these were all sports cars and they were moving at their maximum possible speeds.
The record that had been set so far was, a car that had finished the lap in 00:31:52:66. Since five years ago, nobody had broken that record, not even the record holder who was now a professional racer.
"Who do you think will win this race?"
"William will definitely take it."
"Get lost. I know you have a crush on him. But, this time, Kelly will definitely win."
"Bah, what a shameless guy. Do you think that I didn't see you sneaking her a few glances? Humph."
"I bet three hundred dollars that Anderson will win this race."
"I bet a thousand dollars on that Lamborghini."
"Hey, so you think that just because it's fast it'll win? You don't know about racing at all. This only depends on the driver."
"Why do you care, it's not like am using your money to bet, right?"
"I bet five thousand dollars on that new Bentley Continental GT."
Several people placed their bets on the cars that they thought would win. While others were already daydreaming about what would happen after their idol won the race.
On the racing track, Jack was shifting gears like a madman, according to George of course. Jack's face was currently calm while his eyes were sharp as they focused on the road.
His hand moved to shift the gear while the other one remained on the steering wheel. The speed of the car was already past 180mph and it was still accelerating.
"Boss, there's a sharp corner towards the left about seven hundred meters from here." George said as he wiped the cold sweat on his face. He had previously thought that Jack's driving of the Bugatti Veyron was already crazy. But now, he had to change his opinion.
This corner was where the leading characters would start emerging. Currently, Steve's Lamborghini Huracan was already in front of them by about a hundred meters. After all, it's speed wasn't low and it was customized for racing.
Jack calmly nodded his head in response as the speed of the car began increasing further. In no time, the speed was already past 200mph. This immediately frightened George to the core.
"B-boss, did you here me? There's a sharp corner ahead." George couldn't help but remind Jack about what he'd just said.
"I know," Jack replied but he had no intention of slowing down at all. This action immediately attracted the attention of the other drivers as well as the spectators.
"What the heck with him? Does he want to die?"
"This guy is not slowing down at all. Do you think he's gone crazy?"
"This car is new and so is the driver. Maybe he doesn't know about the track."
"Hahaha, this fool. He dares to participate in the race without trying out the road?"
As the audience and drivers talked, the cars reached the corner. Many of them had already slowed down drastically as soon as they were a few hundred meters from the corner.
On the other hand, Jack used this opportunity to surpass most of the cars until there were only three cars in front of him, Steve's Lamborghini Huracan being among them.
They drifted at the corner at a slower speed before accelerating after getting past it. Jack could see that Steve's skills were indeed good as he did a drift. Furthermore, he was the one that led the race after the corner.
On the other hand, Jack didn't slow down at all. He knew that his car had a disadvantage as it was not customized for racing. So, he would be using these corners to his advantage so that he could win the race.
As soon as he was just tens of meters from the corners, Jack's professional driving skills kicked in.
He stepped on the brake to transfer some weight to the front of the car and flicked the steering to initiate the drift. Maintaining the drift by lifting off the throttle to reduce drift angle, he added more throttle to increase it.
He then transitioned the drift by slightly over rotating the car towards the left just before changing the direction -and then lifted off the accelerator.
The car slid on the track in such a way that people thought that it was going to turn over. But to their surprise, although the left side tires got off the ground, the car didn't flip. As soon as the car got past the corner, the tires landed onto the ground.
Jack then released the throttle at the correct time and eased off the steering angle. Then, he accelerated forward, easily surpassing one of the cars that was in front of him, inside which was the stunned female driver, Kelly.
On the other hand, what Jack wanted was for them to scram and leave Inchoate city. Just from this, he could tell that the relationship between the siblings wasn't good at all.
Steve had said that Jack's driving skills were at the amateur level. George himself had seen how well Jack was in driving. But, if that was considered amateur, then that Steve was supposed to be a professional racer.
If his boss lost, not only would his reputation be stained, after all, he was the one that had initiated the bet, but also, the other second generation from Inchoate city would likely go against him to please Brenda and Steve.
"Boss, are you sure about winning this race?" He asked when he saw that Jack's face didn't have any hint of nervousness at all. In fact, he'd only seen his boss smile twice, and that was just for an instant. As for getting angry, he'd never seen him get angry at all. The only thing that was usually etched on his handsome face was indifference.
"Don't worry about that. If I couldn't win, then why would I want to bet with them? I might as well tell them what they wanted to know or, I might as well say nothing and leave." Jack replied while his hands held the steering wheel.
George nodded upon hearing this. After all, with the current law, there was absolutely no way that the duo could force Jack to say what he didn't want to say. So, he decided to keep quiet and wait for the time.
Just like that, they stayed in the car playing with their phones, for Jack and chatting for George. At exactly 6.45pm, the engines of the cars roared.
And with the roars of the cars, the mountain area was lit up. The lights that had already been set up before were lit, illuminating the racing tracks, of course, just the normal tarmac mountain road.
The spectators immediately began cheering for those that they were supporting. There were several discussions on who was going to win the race and so on.
As the cars drove towards the starting line, the crowd cheered even louder. After all, that was a line up of sports cars. There were Aston Martins, Nissan, McLaren, Bentleys and other brands of sports cars.
There were some that had a hobby of collecting the images of sports cars. And this was the right place.
Jack drove his Bentley Continental GT to the starting line. He could see that all the cars present were worth at least a million dollars and above. Furthermore, the big five all had cars worth at least five million.
By coincidence or not, on Jack's left side of the starting line, Steve stopped there. Brenda winded down the car window as she looked at Jack curiously. Jack hadn't closed the car window and as a result, he could be seen by the duo.
"Are you sure about this Jack?" Brenda smiled as she asked. She was sitting on the co-driver's seat inside a Lamborghini Huracan. This was the most expensive car in the line up present today. It was worth $11M. That included the costs of modification.
Jack glanced at her before turning his gaze back to the road. He knew that she was just taunting him, nothing much. After all, he knew that she was quite anxious about Jack's source of money. All of this was so that she could make sure that he didn't have a penny on him.
Seeing that Jack had ignored her, Brenda was displeased as she pursed her lips tightly. 'Just you wait. After this race, I'll see where you'll hide when we beat you to the ground.'
She had complete confidence in Steve's driving skills plus the car that they were in. Steve had won several races back in Crystal city and could be considered a young genius racing driver.
Poooh!
Vrooom! Vrooom! Vrooom!
As soon as this sound echoed in the air, all the engines of the cars present revved wildly. Their headlights shone more intensely illuminating further the already lit path.
The cheers from the crowds began echoing, although they couldn't be heard well due to the loud roaring of the engines.
At this time, a large screen descended in front of the cars, on top of the pillar that was standing tall in front of the starting line. On it were the names of the cars and their drivers. At the very top of the screen, there was a countdown to the start of the race.
As the five seconds countdown went down slowly, the engines roared even fiercely. Inside the Bentley Continental GT, Jack gripped the steering wheel tightly as he gazed at the screen.
His foot was already on the accelerator and the car was ready to charge forward at a moment of notice. Currently, there were more than fifteen cars that were going to participate in the race.
As for the arrangement on the track, it was in the first come first serve situation. Those that had registered first were in front and vice versa. Jack was currently closer to the back of the cars.
The Bentley Continental GT had a manual and automatic gear system. Currently, Jack was using the manual one. In this way, his control over the car was higher.
Vrooom! Scree!
As soon as the countdown reached zero, he released the brakes, released the clutch, pushed the throttle. With that, the car shot forward alongside the other sports cars.
George had already put on his seatbelt. He was the one that was going to tell Jack about the road as this was Jack's first time here.
The crowd cheered as they watched the cars disappearing into the distance. There were several drones that had cameras on them. Then, there were several screens that showed the current situation of the cars that were racing.
On the screens, they could see that the leading car was a Nissan GT-R. But, it wasn't long before it was overtaken by an McLaren 720s.
The competition was clearly fierce. This was a one lap race. But, this one lap wasn't short as it would take these cars at least thirty minutes for them to complete it. One had to know that these were all sports cars and they were moving at their maximum possible speeds.
The record that had been set so far was, a car that had finished the lap in 00:31:52:66. Since five years ago, nobody had broken that record, not even the record holder who was now a professional racer.
"Who do you think will win this race?"
"William will definitely take it."
"Get lost. I know you have a crush on him. But, this time, Kelly will definitely win."
"Bah, what a shameless guy. Do you think that I didn't see you sneaking her a few glances? Humph."
"I bet three hundred dollars that Anderson will win this race."
"I bet a thousand dollars on that Lamborghini."
"Hey, so you think that just because it's fast it'll win? You don't know about racing at all. This only depends on the driver."
"Why do you care, it's not like am using your money to bet, right?"
"I bet five thousand dollars on that new Bentley Continental GT."
Several people placed their bets on the cars that they thought would win. While others were already daydreaming about what would happen after their idol won the race.
On the racing track, Jack was shifting gears like a madman, according to George of course. Jack's face was currently calm while his eyes were sharp as they focused on the road.
His hand moved to shift the gear while the other one remained on the steering wheel. The speed of the car was already past 180mph and it was still accelerating.
"Boss, there's a sharp corner towards the left about seven hundred meters from here." George said as he wiped the cold sweat on his face. He had previously thought that Jack's driving of the Bugatti Veyron was already crazy. But now, he had to change his opinion.
This corner was where the leading characters would start emerging. Currently, Steve's Lamborghini Huracan was already in front of them by about a hundred meters. After all, it's speed wasn't low and it was customized for racing.
Jack calmly nodded his head in response as the speed of the car began increasing further. In no time, the speed was already past 200mph. This immediately frightened George to the core.
"B-boss, did you here me? There's a sharp corner ahead." George couldn't help but remind Jack about what he'd just said.
"I know," Jack replied but he had no intention of slowing down at all. This action immediately attracted the attention of the other drivers as well as the spectators.
"What the heck with him? Does he want to die?"
"This guy is not slowing down at all. Do you think he's gone crazy?"
"This car is new and so is the driver. Maybe he doesn't know about the track."
"Hahaha, this fool. He dares to participate in the race without trying out the road?"
As the audience and drivers talked, the cars reached the corner. Many of them had already slowed down drastically as soon as they were a few hundred meters from the corner.
On the other hand, Jack used this opportunity to surpass most of the cars until there were only three cars in front of him, Steve's Lamborghini Huracan being among them.
They drifted at the corner at a slower speed before accelerating after getting past it. Jack could see that Steve's skills were indeed good as he did a drift. Furthermore, he was the one that led the race after the corner.
On the other hand, Jack didn't slow down at all. He knew that his car had a disadvantage as it was not customized for racing. So, he would be using these corners to his advantage so that he could win the race.
As soon as he was just tens of meters from the corners, Jack's professional driving skills kicked in.
He stepped on the brake to transfer some weight to the front of the car and flicked the steering to initiate the drift. Maintaining the drift by lifting off the throttle to reduce drift angle, he added more throttle to increase it.
He then transitioned the drift by slightly over rotating the car towards the left just before changing the direction -and then lifted off the accelerator.
The car slid on the track in such a way that people thought that it was going to turn over. But to their surprise, although the left side tires got off the ground, the car didn't flip. As soon as the car got past the corner, the tires landed onto the ground.
Jack then released the throttle at the correct time and eased off the steering angle. Then, he accelerated forward, easily surpassing one of the cars that was in front of him, inside which was the stunned female driver, Kelly.
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