The Pinnacle of Life in the United States

At this time, more and more sports cars and performance cars flocked to Brooklyn Motor Speedway from all over New York, causing traffic jams.

Even the police department in New York City was alarmed and had to send police forces to maintain order on the scene.

Lu Ning was fully armed at this time, standing beside Ivana and Paris, and the McLaren F1-XP5, which needs to be driven later, was doing the final overhaul. After all, he went to break the record, not just casually. Then play two laps symbolically.

Therefore, it must be strictly overhauled. Three-quarters of the gasoline is replaced with four Gunnet tires, and the testing technicians of the supercar club are busy.

"I said, Ivan Jake and I both pressed the money, don't let us pay, otherwise, you will be responsible for the rest of my life." Paris is relaxed at this time, anyway for Lu Ning, Paris has absolute trust.

"How much are you pressing down?" To be honest, Lu Ning really didn't have any confidence. Hearing Paris's tone, it seemed that he was pressing a lot of money, and he couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

"Ivan and I, 1,000 each." Paris said casually.

"10 million? You are crazy." Lu Ning was startled.

"US$1,000 or 10 million. Do you dare to take this amount?" Paris rolled her eyes. This is all entertainment. The highest bet on the spot is Joseph's US$10,000. What do you think? , And 10 million, why not go to heaven.

. . . . . . Lu Ning couldn't laugh or cry. It seemed that he was slapped by Paris again. It was a mere $1,000. If he lost, he would rely on himself for the rest of his life. Obviously, it was good to touch porcelain.

At this time, the newly prepared McLaren F1-XP5 was also driven by Rooney and stopped firmly in front of Lu Ning.

The seats of McLaren F1-XP5 are in the center, which is exactly the same as the design of F1. It can only be driven by one person, well, bad review! When I went to the bar at night, I found the object but found that it would be embarrassing if I couldn't take it with me.

I can't take out a Franklin and let the girl take a taxi to the hotel.

Lu Ning got in the car and found that the McLaren F1-XP5 is not a traditional steering wheel, of course, it is not a functional steering wheel of F1.

It's a semicircle test close to the rally, which is relatively rare in this age. It comes with paddle shifters and the instrument has a sense of sight of a fighter.

"Lu Ning, you must be careful." Ivan Ji still warned a little worried.

Lu Ning nodded and glanced at the interior of the McLaren F1-XP5: "Which, Rooney, come here." Then he waved and called Rooney to the front of the car.

"What's the matter? Lu Shao, what else is there to order." Rooney ran over, looking down at Lu Ning with a pilgrim look.

If Lu Shao really sets a record for a while, then the value of his own car will definitely skyrocket. When that happens, he can make a lot of money when he changes hands.

"Well, Rooney, can you tell me where the start button is first?" Lu Ning looked at Rooney with a little embarrassment. After watching for a long time, he just couldn't find the start button.

. . . . . . A drop of sweat appeared on Rooney's forehead, please, God Lu, you, you, hey, Rooney taught Lu Ning how to start the McLaren F1-XP5.

The moment it started, a huge engine roared. The V12 engine was tuned by McLaren's R&D department and was in an absolute violent state. Now, as long as Lu Ning lightly blows the throttle, this violent beast will recover.

"Believe it, stay here." After the McLaren F1-XP5 was launched, there was nothing Rooney had happened. Lu Ning waved his hand and drove away the unsightly Lu Ning.

"Well, Shao Lu, be careful to open it, this is my lifeblood." Rooney reluctantly glanced at the McLaren F1-XP5 before moving away.

The little parting eyes, with a hint of resentment, made Lu Ning shudder.

Hiss, could it be a pervert? Well, it's better to stay away from this guy in the future. Lu Ning puts on his helmet, fastens his seat belt, taps the accelerator, and the McLaren F1-XP5 has already rushed out.

Hey, this feeling is much more refreshing than just driving a Porsche 997. It is indeed the strongest mass-produced supercar on the surface right now.

Lu Ning drove a McLaren F1-XP5 on the track. Now the track is completely closed and all vehicles have left the track.

Lu Ning drove the McLaren F1-XP5 on the track in a serpentine manner. Because he had just changed four new racing tires, he needed a tyre grinding process. This way, the tires could be warmed up better. .

For the first three laps, Lu Ning used a serpentine route to fully warm up the tires. By the way, he also did a few "elk" tests.

In general, the performance of the McLaren F1-XP5 is perfect, and the directionality of turning is also very good, not worse than the Porsche 997.

On the fourth lap, Lu Ning speeded up significantly and tested every turn in and out. The McLaren F1-XP5 is very suitable for extreme drift, and the position can be just right.

The current driver's seat was changed to the middle, and I felt a little uncomfortable. Lu Ning did not rush to run. For more, he still had to test the car first.

"Lu Ning, does it feel like this?" A wireless device has been installed in the helmet to facilitate communication.

"Don't worry, the car, I have tried it, it is very good, the performance of entering the corner is very good, that is, when exiting the corner, there will be a slight offset in the rear end, but it has little effect."

"Okay, then you are warming up the tires." Joseph had been communicating with Lu Ning. At this time, Madeleine and Xiao Chenxi, who had been hiding in the lounge and eating snacks, also came out to cheer for Lu Ning.

After warming up, Lu Ning has clearly felt that the road tires have better grip.

On the last lap of the test, Lu Ning no longer did a serpentine advance, but increased horsepower and tested straight acceleration.

I really don’t say that the straight acceleration of the McLaren F1-XP5 is more violent than all the sports cars currently driven by Lu Ning~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Although it is that way, there is not much happiness, but 100-200 At this stage, the gap is somewhat obvious. The McLaren F1-XP5 accelerates in the late course and absolutely beats all supercars of the same level.

"Huh." Lu Ning took a deep breath and turned off the helmet's goggles, so as to avoid misjudgment caused by sunlight.

"Attention, I am going to start the next lap." Lu Ning said into the helmet's built-in microphone.

"Received, I wish you well." Joseph replied. At this time, everyone looked at the McLaren F1-XP5 on the track.

Everyone knows that the main event is about to begin, and at this time, more and more cars are driving into the Brooklyn Motor Speedway, some of them don't even turn off, just throw their cars and ran into the audience.

The previous person who had asked the hot girl to the hotel had already arrived out of breath.

"How is it, how is it, I'm not late, right?"

"It's just right, the next lap is about to officially run." Hearing the answer, the man took a breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked at it seriously.