Jack adjusted himself immediately and drove his kart back to the repair area with a pale face.
When the coach saw Jack come back, he stopped being serious and patted him gently on the shoulder.
With the helmet in his hand, Jack lowered his head to look at the floor and apologized, "I'm sorry,
coach. I..."
The coach took Jack's hand and walked to a corner to comfort him. "Jack, don't be discouraged. You
were impulsive just now. But I can understand it. Everyone will be irritated if they do something
impulsive. Today it's not a formal competition. It's good for you to realize your mistake. "
Jack listened to the coach. In fact, he had realized already and figured out the result after his mistake.
Even if he had made the right decision, he would not be able to surpass Wendy.
Seeing Jack's eyebrows frowned, the coach smiled and said, "Is it because you feel embarrassed
losing to a girl?"
"Well... yeah! " Jack nodded honestly.
"Ha ha! Car racing is a competition regardless of the gender. As long as she is an expert, she deserves
our respect! " The coach smiled and said, "You used to be the No.1 in the club's karting team, but now
Wendy's joined. You have to work hard to surpass her! Racing is such an exciting thing just like this! "
Jack turned to look at Wendy who was surrounded by the crowd and felt much better.
Indeed, it was not a shame to lose to a overmatch, but it's a shame not to struggle and fight!
'Wendy, just wait and see. I will be the champion of the next month's karting match in K City! Jack
thought to himself.
The coach observed the expression on Jack's face carefully. Seeing Jack's changed expression, he
knew that he had thought it through.
He grabbed Jack's shoulders and pushed him inside, "let's go, let's reflect! You made too many
mistakes just now, so let's study them carefully! "
"Okay!" Jack nodded and went to find the analysts with the coach.
The team members following him also returned to the repair area one after another and began to ask
curiously about the results of the competition just now.
Hearing that Wendy broke the record again, everyone stared at her with admiration.
The kids chirped as well and surrounded her. She explained patiently with a smile.
After Ken and some engineers discussed for a while, he came over and asked, "Wendy, you told me
last time that you drove a bus once, didn't you?"
"Yes, that was my first time to drive." Wendy nodded.
"Come with me. Let's do a test on the track over there." Ken said, pointing to a steering wheel.
"Okay."
The team members followed them out of curiosity. Looking at the receding crowd, Harold followed, too.
Wendy followed Ken for a long time before arriving at a race track. There were many reflective cones
on the ground.
Looking at the team members, Ken asked, "Who is going to demonstrate to Wendy?"
"Me!" The teammates raised their hands excitedly.
Ken ordered a team member casually and said, "Then you!"
The teammate sat in a car and fastened the seat belt. Now it was not a kart. But judging from the
sound of the engine, it was a modified sports car.
On the bonnet of the sports car was a goblet similar to the one often used in chemistry experiments.
The goblet was stuck to the bonnet, which was filled with blue liquid.
The staff whistled and the teammate started the car immediately.
Two meters in front of the car, there were five reflective cones. He turned the steering wheel from left to
the right and then through the first one. In a flash, he made the turn again and passed the second.
The car ran a zigzag. When through the last one, his right tire hit the reflective cone and the cone was
sent into the air by the collision.
Ken pointed at the reflective cone falling on the ground and explained, "it's not allowed to make the
cones fallen. One fallen down add one more second."
"Oh, I see!" Wendy nodded.
She had also trained in the club abroad before. Although the content was a little different, the training
was very simple for her.
The teammate drove right after through five cones and in front of him were a large circle surrounded by
reflective cones.
Ken explained, "You need to circle around the reflection cones."
The teammate who was doing the demonstration was timid in the second round for the sake of
perfection because he had crashed a reflective cone just now.
He had been driving at a lower speed and made a circle around the edge of the reflective cones. This
time, he didn't touch any reflective cone. Every coach present showed a serious expression.
Some team members who stood there started to discuss. "It's too slow. He wasted too much time."
He drove the car to the right. On the right, there were two reflective cones, which were a little far away
from each other.
Ken explained, "You should run along a route like a number 8 around the two cones, then goes straight
to the white line and stop. You know the route, don't you?"
"Yes! I got it! "
The teammate continued to conduct the demonstration. He knew that he had wasted a lot of time in the
cone circle. He swallowed and stepped on the accelerator.
When the car was getting closer and closer to the reflective cones, he slammed on the brake.
With a squeak. The brakes screeched.
"Don't you think he has stepped too heavily on the brake here?"
"He ran too away from the reflective cones. Alas, one false step, then all false steps!"
The teammate ran a lap and sped up towards the white line. "Gee!" He pressed the brake to the bottom
again.
Everyone looked at the white line, only to see a small piece of the car front had exceeded the white
line.
"One more second, what is the final result?" Ken asked the staff with a frown.
"One minute and four seconds,"
"Well..." Ken replied with a serious look, "I think he needs more training as he is not good enough in
terms of mental quality and skills."
"Yes, sir!" Several coaches responded.
The teammate drove the car over and got out of it embarrassedly. He looked down at the ground, not
daring to look at others.
Ken caught a glimpse of Harold, who was standing not far away. He cleared his throat and said,
"Wendy, go and try it."
"Okay." Wendy stepped forward and took the seat. But she didn't sit in the car and was ready to drive.
She adjusted the seats for herself and fasten the seat belt.
Ken and the coaches looked at each other in astonishment. No one had taught her about such a good
habit. It was true that she was a talent.
Ken looked at Wendy, who sat up straight. He asked, "Are you ready?"
"Yes, I'm ready!" Wendy made an OK gesture to everyone.
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