How Did I Become an F1 Driver?-Chapter 497 - 220: (6K, Bonus Update (8/19))_4

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Chapter 497: Chapter 220: (6K, Bonus Update (8/19))_4

After receiving the signal from Qin Miao, the staff began to let people in.

In fact, Qin Miao’s car wasn’t the only one on the track at that time. There were other cars waiting for guests as well. It’s understandable; even though a Mercedes VIP ticket is expensive, costing over 10,000 euros for three days, there’s never a shortage of wealthy people in this world and society.

It’s the same everywhere, both domestically and abroad.

So, one car could never be busy enough on its own.

After a short while, a Caucasian man in his thirties, wearing a Mercedes team uniform, got into Qin Miao’s race car.

"Good morning." As soon as he got in, he started fastening his seatbelt and politely greeted Qin Miao.

Qin Miao’s voice doesn’t stand out much, so most fans only recognize Qin Miao by face and aren’t particularly familiar with his voice.

However, if Qin Miao continues to be active in racing and his performance keeps improving, many fans who frequently watch post-race interviews might be able to recognize him by his voice.

So, in response to the greeting, Qin Miao replied in French, "Bonjour (Hello)."

There was nothing wrong with Qin Miao’s greeting, considering it was during the French Grand Prix, and most of the attendees were likely locals due to the external dangers.

The man also responded with "Bonjour," but then quickly switched to English, curiously asking, "When do we start?"

Qin Miao raised an eyebrow; buddy, you’re quite eager, huh?

"Right now." After saying this, Qin Miao abruptly stepped on the accelerator, applying over 1.5G of force on both of them.

Although an AMG GT is a sports car with plenty of horsepower, it’s not a supercar, so its acceleration can’t match that of an F1 car.

Accelerating from 0 to 100 km/h in 3.6 seconds with 1.5G of force is already quite a lot.

Moreover, this car is meant for VIPs to experience, not to push them to their limits. If they really wanted a thrill, they could ride a roller coaster, which is much more exciting than experiencing a race car on a track.

"Shit..."

The man was clearly a novice, never having experienced the thrill of speeding on a track, so when Qin Miao floored the pedal, he cursed out loud and tightly gripped the handlebar above him.

Qin Miao smiled and didn’t bother too much. There was a vomit bag next to him, and before getting in the car, the Mercedes staff had reminded them repeatedly that they could throw up anywhere if needed, just not on the driver.

On one hand, if you threw up on the driver and he couldn’t see, there’s a real risk of a crash, and both could end up dead on the track.

On the other hand, while the passenger might not know, the Mercedes staff were aware. If you did throw up all over Qin Miao, he might not say anything at the moment, but it’s likely that he would never deal with the Mercedes media department again in his lifetime.

The man was doing well, at least. After Qin Miao’s full throttle start, he showed no signs of wanting to vomit.

When Qin Miao was cornering, the G-force often crushed the man’s ability to speak, as all his strength was used to fight against the force.

But he could still manage to ask a couple of questions when going straight.

"Are you pushing full speed right now?"

"Yes."

"Are you faster in the AMG GT, or is the F1 safety car driver Merande faster?"

Thinking of Merande, who drove the F1 safety car slowly and leisurely in front of him, Qin Miao scoffed, "If I wanted to, he wouldn’t even see my taillights.

But unfortunately, he’s mostly in front of me, and I can’t overtake him."

The first passenger clearly didn’t believe Qin Miao’s words and thought he was bragging.

However, even if he wanted to say something, he couldn’t, because when he tried to talk, the car was cornering, and the constant lateral G-force was pressing him, so he chose to keep quiet in the end.

Two minutes later, the first lap was over, and Qin Miao, somewhat reluctantly, stopped the car back in the pit lane where he had picked up the passenger.

The passenger was still visibly shaken.