I run a tofu shop, and you want me to go to Akina Mountain?

Chapter 252 Mysterious 86

“What about the downhill race?”

For Mr. Kubo, who accurately predicted the result of the uphill race,

At this time, in a viewing area on the 246 main track, a driver asked Kubo a question.

In addition to Hoshiya Yoshizo and Jojima Shunya who guessed the result of the race correctly, Kubo had also made predictions about this race before. At least he guessed correctly the winner of the uphill race, Keisuke Takahashi.

There is no doubt about this.

As for downhill racing,

"I think it's hard to tell the true strength of both sides."

They are the type that become more courageous as the battle progresses, so it is difficult to predict in advance." Kubo shook his head and gave a serious answer.

If he can guess, he will naturally try to guess.

This is also a way to exercise one's data analysis ability. But the strength of Omiya Satoshi and Fujiwara Takumi is not so easy to determine.

Omiya Satoshi because of his personality,

Once you get into the frenzy, the state is extremely good.

And Fujiwara Takumi is even more unpredictable.

Originally, Fujiwara Takumi's racing skills were unfathomable, far beyond what these people could easily estimate.

That's the fact.

"That driver, Satoshi Omiya, is truly a top-notch driver."

The driver who asked Kubo the question also sighed.

"3!"

"2!"

"1!"

"go!"

At this time, Shi Hao started the countdown.

"Buzz!"

As the last digit fell, Tomofumi Omiya drove his sports car and rushed out.

Because Tomofumi Omiya chose to strike first from the beginning.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

86 is following closely behind 8c.

At the beginning of the race, the two cars seemed to be evenly matched.

Fujiwara Takumi looked a little absent-minded. He had just woken up and wasn't fully refreshed yet. Was the competition about to start?

But even so, it was still easy for him to defeat Omiya Satoshi.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Two cars, roaring non-stop.

Like two gusts of wind, racing endlessly on the track.

Very fast!

"Squeak!"

At this time, Satoshi Omiya performed a cool drift in a sharp C-shaped bend on a downhill slope. At the beginning, Satoshi Omiya was a little excited, as such road conditions could perfectly demonstrate his strength.

It can even stimulate twice the usual strength.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Fujiwara Takumi accelerated his drift and still stuck to Omiya Satoshi's tail without any pressure. He was just playing around with Omiya Satoshi and there was no need for him to deliberately surpass Omiya Satoshi.

There is plenty of time.

Just enjoy the downhill scenery of this track.

If Omiya Tomofumi knew that Ye Qiu competed with him just to enjoy the scenery while playing, he would probably be shocked - this is too arrogant.

Satoshi Omiya had never met an opponent who could race with him like this before.

All of Omiya Satoshi's former opponents were extremely nervous, and their cars were much more advanced than the AE86.

After all, the AE86 looks pretty unremarkable.

Who would have thought that under the control of Fujiwara Takumi, such a powerful force could be unleashed.

It's simply a way beyond imagination.

It's unexpected.

Even hard to figure out.

That 86 feels a bit mysterious.

Moreover, the modifications are quite suspicious and it is definitely not the 86 in the general sense.

Kubo saw 86's start clearly from an excellent angle, and gained a new understanding of 86. At the same time, he began to agree with the fact that 86 could win so many games. The start just now was enough to prove that 86's strength was extraordinary.

The speed of a racing car can be seen from the start.

The speed of 86 should not be underestimated.

very fast.

Super fast.

"Yes."

One of Kubo's teammates nodded in agreement.

Although he didn't understand why Kubao made such a judgment, it did sound reasonable.

The kind that is irrefutable.

"And the driver in the 86 is so young, which is also suspicious."

"What a curious racer."

Kubo continued.

He was full of curiosity about 86.

"Although I have seen many racing drivers, this is the first time I have seen a racing driver with a unique world view like this one," Kubo said again.

“Is the 86 really that fast?”

Kubo's teammate next to him asked.

"of course."

Kubo nodded without hesitation.

"The 86 driver is not an ordinary person," Kubo continued.

"What?" The teammates were stunned.

I don't understand what "not simple" means. Carrying a weapon? A knife or a gun?

"Takahashi Ryosuke."

Kubo replied.

"I've noticed for a long time that Takahashi Ryosuke seems to have some connection with you, right?"

Kubo looked at his teammates and asked.

"um, yes."

"Takahashi Ryosuke, I know him."

The teammates nodded.

As for 86 and 8c.

"They are all lightweight small cars equipped with small-displacement naturally aspirated engines, and can be driven on winding roads with agile handling."

“The concepts are similar. Although the production years are different, the potential of both vehicles is extremely close. Both have been modified, so the performance is fast and similar.”

"So, the key to winning this round lies in their respective driving feel."

“It’s hard to predict who will win or lose.”

At this moment, Takahashi Ryosuke continued to analyze the duel between 86 and 8c.

At least on the surface, that's what it looks like through data analysis.

Especially Omiya, his level is superb, higher than that of professional racers. It's just that Omiya prefers mountain road racing and doesn't like too formal professional racing, otherwise he would have joined a professional team long ago.

However, maybe one day Satoshi Omiya will really join a professional team.

There are too many racers from professional teams in Kanagawa.

"Ah."

At this time, Shi Hao also nodded.

The more familiar you get with Takahashi Ryosuke, the more you will appreciate his ability to analyze problems.

This guy is really good.

"Buzz!"

"Squeak!"

At this time, the 8C had already reached the fifth turn on the track, with a gorgeous drift and perfect cornering at an astonishing speed.

This is what Satoshi Omiya is capable of.

"Squeak squeak..."

The 86 that followed closely behind was not to be outdone:

Since the start of the race, the two cars were like dragons in the clouds, with equal speed.

"Humph."

"Looking at it this way, my decision to strike first was a wise one. As long as my opponent couldn't overtake me, I would speed up in the second half of the race. If he couldn't keep up, I would leave him far behind, and victory would come naturally."

Omiya Tomofumi glanced at Fujiwara Takumi's movements through the rearview mirror, and a confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He was very proud of his decision.

This is indeed the case.

"That guy, Omiya Satoshi, drives entirely by feeling."

Takahashi Ryosuke spoke again.

"Takumi drives as he pleases."

"The two of them... it's more of a contest of personalities than a contest of touch."

“Whoever can be more relaxed will have the last laugh in this game.”

Takahashi Ryosuke added another sentence.