In the face of Zhang Yifei's question, Zhang Zhiguo was still very calmly busy with the work at hand, maybe he had been mentally prepared for Zhang Yifei's question.

"Why do you ask this?"

"Curious, and I'm going to drive this car."

Waiting for you on Qixing Mountain next Saturday, this is not an empty word, Zhang Yifei does not intend to insult the name of a professional driver in his previous life, this life will start by dominating Qixing Mountain!

"You're going to drive? You know that this kind of performance car can easily rush out of any corner as soon as you foot the accelerator, and the consequence is death! ”

Zhang Zhi's Chinese tone began to increase again, in his opinion, Zhang Yifei simply did not know that the sky was high and the earth was thick, and the speed of the performance car was not something that ordinary people could control, and the consequence was likely to be the destruction of the car.

Just like Amu played by Du Wenze in the movie "Initial D", he muttered every day that he wanted to buy a GTR to run Qiuming Mountain, thinking that as long as he had high horsepower, he would definitely win Zhongli Yi, but as his father said, if he drove a GTR on Qiuming Mountain, it is estimated that he would have fallen down the mountain and died, and he would have won a hammer when everyone was gone.

"I know, so I'm not messing around, I'm pretty sure I'm running the trail."

"Where do you know that you rely on the confidence to move the car or go out for a ride with Ah Hu and them occasionally?"

Hearing this, the corner of Zhang Yifei's mouth smiled indifferently: "I know you don't believe it, the best proof is to let me drive for a lap, if my driving skills can't satisfy you, I won't mention any topics related to racing again." ”

Looking at Zhang Yifei's confident appearance, Zhang Zhiguo really didn't believe that he had the so-called "driving skills", but Zhang Zhiguo also understood that at this half-grown age, the more you stop him, the more it will stimulate his rebellious mentality, and he will sneak to run the mountain road.

It's just that the car burst today, and it's okay, maybe it will cause a big disaster one day, so it's better to let Zhang Yifei understand his strength and study in school seriously to get into a good university.

"Okay, I'll let you try, if you can't satisfy me, from now on, I will honestly study in school, and I will not be allowed to go to Qixing Mountain to participate in any racing."

After Zhang Zhiguo said this, he took off his gloves and went to the counter to take out the car keys in the back warehouse.

"Let's go."

Zhang Yifei followed, and as he got closer to the warehouse, Zhang Yifei felt that his heart began to beat faster, because this version of the Ford Mustang Cobra is different from the so-called Jetta King, this is a real performance sports car! Just like good steel on the blade, only a good car can give full play to the greatest driving pleasure, coming to this world for half a year, Zhang Yifei has already been itching, and finally let him touch the performance car again!

Entering the warehouse, there are various auto parts stacked on the shelves on both sides, and in the center of the warehouse is this Ford Mustang Cobra covered with a car coat. This generation of the Cobra is considered to be up-and-coming, and is still seen as a high-performance version of the Mustang, and is not basically a standalone model like later generations.

As Zhang Zhiguo unveiled the livery of the car, the American sports car full of muscular power appeared in front of Zhang Yifei's eyes, with streamlined and angular lines, a low-lying body ready to go, and a galloping mustang logo at the front of the car, which undoubtedly did not show the power contained in this car.

This is the representative of the American civilian sports car in the 90s, even in the era of the peak of Japanese sports cars, the Ford Mustang, Chevrolet Camaro (Bumblebee), Dodge Challenger, the American three musketeers, still defend the dignity of muscle cars.

Zhang Yifei came to the side of this American sports car, while stroking with his hand, while observing around, this Mustang in addition to the high-performance version of the latest V8 engine, but also changed the wheels from the original 17 inches to 19 inches, tires have also been replaced with high-performance tires with better grip, and the body attitude has been lowered, which means that the suspension and suspension of this car should have been changed.

A coastal ordinary car repair shop, which usually repairs family cars, has a Mustang high-performance version of the sports car is already incredible, and can also do a full modification, how this is done, there must be a story in this.

"Old man, this car's engine, wheels, suspension, and suspension have all been changed, and it seems that it is prepared for the track, so you should be the legendary retired car god, right?"

Zhang Yifei asked in a joking tone, he hadn't felt the passion and madness of a professional driver from the old man before, but this kind of thing feels uncertain, just like the initial D Tuohai and his father Wentai, the drunkard owner of a tofu shop, who knows that he is a generation of car gods?

"What nonsense, I'm just repairing cars, this car is just for someone else to modify and put here."

"If I'm not mistaken, it should have been here for a few years, who is this other person, who hasn't come to pick up the car for several years?"

Faced with Zhang Yifei's rhetorical question, Zhang Zhiguo did not answer immediately, but lit a cigarette from his pocket, and then said slowly: "An old friend, an old friend who is very good at driving." ”

"Okay, none of this has anything to do with you, don't you want to try it, and prove it to me tonight."

Zhang Zhiguo didn't say who the old friend was, it seemed that this was also a part of his past, but threw the car key to Zhang Yifei, and then opened the co-pilot's door and sat down.

Zhang Yifei also didn't ask, everyone has their own secrets, just as he also has unspeakable secrets. After taking the key, he sat in the cab, the interior of this Mustang is relatively rough in the eyes of later generations, but the interior is a cloud in front of professional drivers, and the interior of professional racing cars is completely dismantled, leaving only the necessary instrument system.

However, it can also be seen from the spotless interior that Zhang Zhiguo must have taken care of this car often, but Zhang Yifei couldn't find the slightest memory of this aspect in his mind, and it seemed that the previous "Zhang Yifei" really didn't care much about his father.

Twisting the key, the engine ignited and let out a low roar, and the instrument panel with black letters on a white background was lit up, compared with the hoarse roar of the Jetta King, this is the sound of the eight-cylinder engine of a performance car!

Holding the steering wheel and putting his right hand on the gear knob, Zhang Yifei instantly felt awakened to that dusty passion, only sitting on the racing car, he was not a high school student, but a professional driver!

"Sit tight, old man!"

Zhang Yifei shouted excitedly, put down the handbrake, put the right hand into gear, and then kicked the accelerator down the rear wheel rubbed against the floor to make a "zizi" tire burning sound, only the rear drive of the performance car, in order to achieve the effect of this tire burning, even if the Jetta King strengthened the horsepower, after all, it is still a vegetable car.

The tires skidped, but soon regained grip, and then the whole Mustang rushed out like an arrow from the string, and the 4.6L large-displacement V8 engine roared like a beast, resounding through the streets.

I saw that the speed of the Mustang began to rise rapidly, and it broke 100 km/h in less than six seconds, which is nothing in the high-performance sports cars of later generations, but it can be described as amazing in the 90s.

And you must know that this is still on the narrow street, and there is a reason for the cold start, from this it can also be seen that Zhang Zhiguo is very good at modifying this car, and fully exploits the potential of this V8 engine.

It's just that in Zhang Zhiguo's eyes, he almost looked at Zhang Yifei with disbelief, he used to think that Zhang Yifei's racing skills were just children's big words, at most they were good among ordinary drivers, and he wanted to use this opportunity to let Zhang Yifei understand the gap between him and the driver.

But Zhang Yifei started from a burning tire ejection, to a full-speed clutch shift, and his control of the sense of space on the street, a sense of strangeness that he had never felt before swept over, as if he was meeting his son for the first time.

More importantly, from Zhang Yifei's actions, Zhang Zhiguo saw another familiar shadow.

PS: A few big brothers voted, I don't know if it's an old brother or a new friend, thank you so much--