How Did I Become an F1 Driver?
Chapter 41 - 35: Radio Test

Chapter 41: Chapter 35: Radio Test

Very quickly, Qin Miao completed all the small tasks before getting in the car.

He went with the staff to the team’s pit and looked at the five neatly arranged F4 racing cars in the room. The staff said, "Feel free to choose one."

Originally, Qin Miao was about to choose one randomly, but then thought of the terrible condition of the Ford Focus he just drove. So he asked, "Which of your team’s F4 cars is in the best condition?"

The staff didn’t hesitate and said directly, "The best-conditioned one is already out, the second-best is that pink one."

The staff pointed to the rightmost car in the pit, a pink-blue spliced, extremely girly F4 racing car.

"This car was prepared by our team’s owner for his girlfriend, but they broke up shortly after. So this car was left here for rental. Because of its color, not many people drive it, so it’s still in pretty good condition."

Honestly, when Qin Miao saw the color, he did feel some resistance and instinctively wanted to turn and talk to Qimeng, hoping she would give him a way out.

However, when he turned around, he saw Qimeng’s eyes sparkling as she looked at this F4 racing car. The moment he saw her expression, Qin Miao’s heart sank: Oh no, I’m in trouble now.

"Let’s go with this one, it’s good-looking!" Qimeng looked at Qin Miao, her eyes full of anticipation.

Qin Miao: ...

Alright then, she’s my girlfriend, I just have to spoil her. Plus, this is also the fastest F4 I can drive right now. Forget about the appearance; this is indeed my best option for now.

"Okay, let’s go with this one."

The staff nodded after hearing that, "Alright, please get in the driver’s seat, and before you head out, we have to make some adjustments to the car according to your body data."

Qin Miao nodded and then, guided by two staff members, "sat" into the F4 driver’s seat.

Rather than sitting, it was more like Qin Miao was lying into the monocoque of the F4.

Honestly, this position isn’t very comfortable. Once he lay into the monocoque, his upper body was almost completely fixed, and the movement space for the lower body was extremely limited, feeling like his whole body was confined by the monocoque of the car.

But for some reason, once Qin Miao sat in the driver’s seat, he felt a calmness come over him, bringing mental peace and tranquility.

While Qin Miao was still immersed in this wonderful experience, several staff members had already come forward to start debugging the car.

First, they opened the panel above the front suspension, exposing the suspension and brake travel, and had Qin Miao try the throttle, brakes, and clutch. After testing them one by one, they adjusted the angle and travel of these three pedals to the most comfortable position for Qin Miao, then restored the panel.

At the same time, the position of the steering wheel in front of Qin Miao was adjusted to a position that would neither affect Qin Miao’s operation nor make him feel sore after holding it for long periods.

Next were the safety harnesses, Hans System, and headrest fixed on Qin Miao. Altogether, the time spent on car adjustments was not much shorter than the time Qin Miao had to wait for the GT3 car to warm up.

Fortunately, adjustments didn’t count toward the time, and both of them had reserved plenty of time to play with cars this afternoon, so there was no need to worry about running out of time.

After a good forty minutes, everything was ready, and Qin Miao was fully equipped.

Gloves were on, helmet closed tight, Hans System buckled tightly, and the U-shaped carbon fiber headrest on top of the Hans System was also fixed by the staff; everything was ready.

But just then, the voice of a staff member came through Qin Miao’s radio headset: "For the customer’s safety, we’ve limited the engine output on the F4 cars, reducing it by about 30%. This isn’t a race; it’s an open day, so everything’s geared toward customer safety and happiness. We hope you understand."

Since Qin Miao had a Class B racing license, the staff were also worried he might come to dispute with them if he found the car wasn’t powerful enough after a few laps, so he decided to give a heads-up.

Qin Miao could understand.

But just when Qin Miao thought he was ready to set off, the staff added, "Oh, we also have an additional service: a new set of domestically-made slick tires for 6,000 yuan. Would you like to change to a new set?"

Qin Miao: What?

Well, I just praised them for being reasonable with the pricing on damages, turns out they were waiting for this!

And why is a set of slick tires more expensive than the session price!

Although he was ranting wildly in his mind, Qin Miao still nodded and said, "Change to a new set."

Though he felt the team was ripping him off, Qin Miao’s money was like it fell from the sky! He spent it without feeling the pain.

And spending on such things had its limits, so Qin Miao almost never considered consequences when investing in racing. If necessary, just spend it.

The staff, who were merely making a routine inquiry, couldn’t help but laugh when they heard Qin Miao’s answer.

Then they asked, "Alright, shall we change them now, or would you like us to simulate a tire change after you’ve driven for a while?"

There’s such a trick? Qin Miao was shocked.

"Simulate!"

It wasn’t even a choice; of course, real is always better.

But Qin Miao quickly calmed down and tentatively asked, "Simulating a tire change is free, right?"

"Ahem, it’s free, there’s no charge for that, and if you buy a new set of tires, we’ll also give you more running time as a bonus, so today you can run three sessions, which is 70 minutes."

Thinking it over, Qin Miao suddenly felt that buying a new set of tires wasn’t such a loss after all, nodded, and said, "Nothing else, right? I’m heading out."

"Alright, the track is fairly clean now; you can head out anytime."

Qin Miao nodded, stepped on the clutch, shifted into first gear, and with the engine roaring, the F4 slowly drove out of the pit.

Then, the F4’s engine sound gradually deepened and finally disappeared.

Qin Miao stalled...

The starting method from the Ford Focus doesn’t work on the F4!!!

After cursing in his heart, Qin Miao tried to restart according to the knowledge framed in the system-provided license.

He flicked the paddle shift to unlock the car, then pressed the start button on the steering wheel to start the engine, stepping on the clutch, shifting into first, then immediately releasing the clutch, and finally, the car started slowly and moved forward.

Looking at the started F4 car, Qin Miao quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, this is a formula car designed for the track, it also has a pit speed limiter function, and Qin Miao drove out of the pit comfortably with this feature.

"Hey, hey, hey, Radio test, radio test~ can you hear me?"

Just as Qin Miao was gradually concentrating and preparing to get familiar with the beast beneath him designed specifically for the track, a very familiar voice of Mengmeng echoed in his ear.

"Mengmeng?" Letting go of the slight discomfort in his heart, Qin Miao and Qimeng changed how they addressed each other.

"Hehe, surprised, huh? I’m your race engineer today, isn’t that exciting?" Qimeng’s words were full of playfulness.

Unable to help it, a smile appeared on Qin Miao’s face. "Of course, logistics are all yours then."

"Don’t worry, leave it to me!"

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