olympian big player

Chapter 445 444 - Isle of Man TT-4
The half body that had just been chased turned into one again.

"Fuck, why are you so slow? Can you get out of the way!" Bu Zelu cursed inside the helmet.

But no one heard it, let alone the helmets. The manic roar of the three cars could not hear any sound from the outside world.

"Here we come, we come, we come!" Robredo didn't need Ling Junjie to remind him this time, but he also saw three cars approaching in the distance.

Leaping up again, Bu Zelu also used the single-wheel bending method, because his vacation was actually a little distance away from the car in front.

A car that runs close to the ground is always faster than a car that runs smoothly.

However, Bize's single-wheel bending can make his own angle of entry into the corner smaller, and it is easier to speed up.

That way he can get it back.

Bu Zelu entered the left bend after landing, looked at the car in front, and raised the front of the car again. In less than a second, Bu Zelu moved the car from the inside bend to the outside.

He had put down the front of the car, but had to lift it up again. It was too close, which was equivalent to lifting the front wheel and passing Dunlop's rear wheel.

'MD! Bu Zelu could only curse in a low voice, there is no problem at all when the other party is occupying the traffic lane and entering the bend like this.

Dunlop also noticed the picture in the rearview mirror, but he quickly accelerated again, because he didn't expect that bastard Bu Zelu to use such a way of entering the corner.

It cut directly to his inner side, which made him never think of it.

Ordinary people will take the traffic lane, who knows that this guy is taking such a route.

But at this point Dunlop has no other ideas, he needs to keep running.

And Guy Martin in the back completely witnessed the whole process, admiring Bu Zelu's control and at the same time admiring this guy's ability to respond.

'madman! '

The three cars rushed up again.

In addition to the urban area, I came to a tree-lined straight road again.

Bu Zelu followed closely behind Dunlop, and he was eating the empty space.

Whether it is a bicycle or a racing car, our common way of overtaking is that the rear car uses the relative vacuum at the rear of the front car to overtake.

No matter how fast you are, wind resistance is always there, and Dunlop is now the 'windbreaker' of Buzelu.

Suddenly probed, Buze shoes used this vacuum to increase the speed again, and with the exhaust pipe exploding, at 11000 rpm, it gained 30 horsepower again.

Dunlop was overtaken by Bu Zelu on the straight, and they were one on the first grid and the other on the eighth grid.

Now that Bu Zelu has directly become the number one in the group, how did he catch up?

Dunlop was very curious, but when the straight ended, Bu Zelu only established an advantage of 0.8 seconds. For such a high-speed motorcycle race, it is the distance of one car.

The distance between the two was less than 2 meters. As for Guy Martin behind him, Bu Zelu didn't care at all. Now he can finally run at his own pace.

The distance between the three cars was still 100 meters just now, but now the distance between the three cars is only 50 meters based on Bu Zelu and Gail Martin.

The distance between each car and the car in front is very short, so short that it seems to be running motoGT.

But this is the Isle of Man TT!
Dunlop didn't panic after being overtaken by Bu Zelu, and continued to run at his own pace. This is a personal time trial, and it's not something you can do quickly.

Because there are many accidents in the Isle of Man competition, the average speed is calculated, such as the deceleration of some accidents, and the melee refueling.

The calculations here are complex.

This time Bu Zelu ran in front, but it was impossible for him to increase the distance. The two cars behind were chasing closely.

When the three of Ling Junjie saw three cars rushing towards them again, the first thing they saw was a red motorcycle, and they quickly realized that Bu Zelu had overtaken it.

This time, the Buze shoes were very obedient. They didn't screw up the accelerator after going uphill, so they didn't take off after going downhill.

After the sound wave dissipated, Ling Junjie and his group laughed, "This bastard finally ran around normally!"

"Yeah, it's not as thrilling as it is now!" Li Jian also said while rubbing the cold sweat on his head.

As the weight of the fuel tank was reduced, Bu Zelu slammed the accelerator again for the big straight road in front of him. Such a fast racing car was simply an instinctive reaction.

After crossing the big straight road, he came to the round-the-island route in the outskirts. There was no car in front of him, and he ran at his own pace.

Suddenly, a checkered flag appeared in front of him, and Bu Zelu was still a little surprised when he rushed past the checkered flag.

'Is this the end of the run? Bu Zelu confirmed and looked at the staff on both sides of the road who were still waving checkered flags before he understood.

Glancing in the rearview mirror, the two cars behind him were also slowing down, and then they started to slow down.

The finish line and the pit lane of the Isle of Man TT are not the same, after all, this is a street, and this kind of race is too exciting, there is no extra space.

After going around a few corners, Bu Zelu followed the road and entered the entrance of the maintenance area.

Looking at the crew members rushing over, he didn't care about his grades at all at this time, so he turned off the engine, and Bu Zelu hugged his helmet and lay directly on the fuel tank.

"Fuck, survived!"

This is the simplest idea. At this time, Bu Zelu didn't think too much at all, especially the few times of overtaking, it was too thrilling.

At the same time, there were two cars coming back from the side. Bu Zelu looked at the car number and recognized Dunlop and Guy Martin. It turned out that they were driving with them after running for a long time.

But there is no time to greet each other at this meeting, Bu Zelu took off his helmet and hugged with relatives and friends around him.

"Old lady, why are you here? Didn't you say stay at home!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...!"

"It's okay, it's okay, it's the end of the run!" Bu Zelu hurriedly said comfortingly.

"I... I'm just a son like you, you're not allowed to run away, I won't let you run away, wow..." The old lady howled again holding Bu Zelu's head.

"Ahhh, stop running, stop running, let's go on vacation, let's go to the Mediterranean Sea for vacation, okay!" Bu Zelu got out of the car this time and hurriedly hugged his mother and patted her on the back and said.

After a while, Bu Zelu looked at the crying mother, and helped her wipe the tears with a smile, "Okay, okay, look, look, I'm fine!"

"You heartless little bastard, wah wah wah..." the old lady wiped her tears again as she said.

"Hahahaha, okay, okay, so many people are looking at it, image, image, a flower in Saigon, you must be worthy of your title!"

"Get out, Pujie boy!" The old lady slapped Bu Zelu's arm hard, and was helped by the old Dou next to him.

After looking at Bu Zelu in this way, he realized that everyone in the family had come, including the two little nephews who were wearing earmuffs.

Bu Zelu walked over and hugged everyone in the family, and then walked back to the train crew to hug a large group of people.

"Champion, champion, we are champions!" Suddenly a voice sounded around, and Bu Zelu turned his head to look in a daze.

Ouchi Ryota held a cardboard sign with "16:36.085" written on it.

"The record is broken, we broke the record!" Ryota Ouchi continued to shout!

"Our average lap time is 1:38.88 seconds, and we also created the fastest track record of 341.8km, which is on the one-mile straight of the last lap!" Da Neiliang took a deep breath, "We are the first to run The one who scored 17 minutes! Zelu Jun, we set a record, we set a record!"

With Ouchi Ryota's shout, the surrounding crew became even more excited.

"Really? Are you sure?"

Bu Zelu couldn't believe it, did he really run out?It was faster than him running in the space.

The next moment, the Buze shoes flew up, and the crew directly set up the Buze shoes and started throwing high-altitude celebrations.

Dunlop and Guy Martin around this meeting also received the news. Although they felt a little sad, they maintained the greatest respect for the first person who ran into 17 minutes.

Everyone who comes here to run a race is a warrior. Whether he succeeds or fails, it is the ultimate dream of many motorcyclists to enter this track.

Bu Zelu, a tennis player, has the absolute right to speak through the 'monster energy drink', and his Dakar motorcycle championship is also considered a decent result.

Entering this competition for the first time, he directly broke three records in one game.

Bu Zelu was completely deluded, he never expected that he could achieve such a result, but he didn't think about anything else, but celebrated wildly with the entire crew and friends around him .

But this is not the end, because soon the organizer came to announce that today's award ceremony will be held.

It was the first time for Bu Zelu to stand on a serious podium, not to say that he had never stood on a podium before, but he was also the champion and runner-up.

The regular podium is one, two or three.

After weighing, Bu Zelu held the helmet and went to the temporary lounge under the guidance of the staff. As soon as he entered, he saw Dunlop and Guy Martin.

"Hey, bro, congratulations, you are the champion of the two top races in the motorcycle race!" Dunlop was very proud. He has dominated here for many years, and one loss is nothing.

Bu Zelu knew that he was talking about Dakar, so he was very happy, "Luck, luck, the main thing is the car is good!"

"Congratulations, bro, how did you do it in the undulating bend, hey, Michael, look!" Guy Martin said, pointing to a live playback camera on the wall of the room.

Only then did Michael Dunlop see the shot of Bu Zeliu who vacated and bent on one wheel, then raised the front of the car to let his rear wheel pass.

"OMG! I thought we had met!" Dunlop just glanced at it at the time, he couldn't see the specific situation at all.

"Damn it, you two lunatics, I've been chasing you for a long time, but I can't catch up at all, especially the last straight. I heard you broke the record?" Guy Martin and Bu Zelu said after hugging.

"Haha, it seems to be!" Bu Zelu took a bottle of water on the table and scratched his head watching some wonderful replays.

(End of this chapter)