Car Racing without Money

Chapter 846: Chapter 347: Monte Carlo Night Battle (Part 3)

Emily explained briefly that she had seen Chen Xiangbei showcase a WRC driving style, but this couldn’t be compared in any way to the difficulty of a formal night battle in a race.

To be frank, it was more like relying on the strength of an F1 driver to forcefully drive through, similar to how Kimi Raikkonen and Kubica could jump into rally races and still perform mid to upper tier in top-level WRC events.

Under normal circumstances, Emily wouldn’t worry about Chen Xiangbei’s capabilities, but a night battle required expanding safety margins.

"Whether I can remember depends on how good your roadbook reporting is."

Chen Xiangbei still wore a relaxed smile and then stepped on the gas, heading directly towards the Monte Carlo track within Monaco.

A hundred-plus kilometers of winding mountain roads, which driver would dare claim to remember it all? They still have to rely on the navigator’s precision with the roadbook and harmonious collaboration.

Faced with Chen Xiangbei’s confident demeanor, Emily suddenly didn’t know what to say.

She felt some vague concern, wondering if Raikkonen’s challenge had ignited Chen Xiangbei’s competitive desires, prompting him to act irrationally.

Yet her grandfather had emphasized more than once that Xiangbei had the strongest psychological resilience among the newcomers he had seen, bar none, and he wouldn’t be affected by external opinions or the ambiance, nor blindly become arrogant and overbearing.

If she wanted answers, she could only observe the specific road scouting situation.

According to WRC rules, during the race period, modified cars can directly drive on the roads when transferring between stages, unlike F1 cars that require container transportation.

However, during transit, local traffic rules must be followed, ensuring no speeding, driving against the flow, etc., until reaching the stage route.

Thus, for the short few dozen kilometers of road heading to the stage, Chen Xiangbei drove nearly an hour through the crowded streets of Monaco, finally arriving at the campsite at the foot of the Monte Carlo track.

The place was brightly lit, with all eight teams participating in the WRC modified group at the highest A8 level gathered here for necessary pre-race preparations.

Chen Xiangbei didn’t linger at the campsite. Instead, he stepped on the gas and entered the stage for road scouting, simultaneously asking, "Emily, have you prepared the standard roadbook?"

In rally history, this classic track at Monte Carlo has been almost a century old, and every team has a standard map roadbook. Then the driver adjusts it according to terrain changes and personal habits during road scouting.

"Yes,"

Emily nodded, taking out her roadbook notebook.

"Okay, let’s start,"

"Start?"

Surprised by Chen Xiangbei’s words, Emily had thought they would take it slow initially to get familiar with it.

"Xiangbei, do I need to get out of the car?"

Sitting in the back, mechanic Anderson quickly asked.

"No need, I’m just familiarizing myself this time, it’s like a warm-up."

Upon hearing "warm-up," Emily felt relieved, thinking she might have misinterpreted.

However, Emily soon realized she hadn’t misunderstood.

For Chen Xiangbei, the warm-up meant racing at a pure WRC competition speed. He seemed like a natural top rally driver, recklessly speeding through the Monte Carlo track.

Even more outlandish was Emily directly telling him that Chen Xiangbei was exceptionally familiar with the Monte Carlo track, as he began gear adjustments before she could report some road sections from the roadbook.

In daylight, one could explain it by vision and reaction speed, but at night, in the pitch-black darkness where the roads weren’t visible, could Chen Xiangbei predict the track layout and environment?

[Muscle memory]

The concept flashed in Emily’s mind, as only through countless practice and maneuvers could one imprint the terrain of the Monte Carlo track firmly in their mind, forming some specific muscle memory.

The question was, as a top-level F1 driver, where did Chen Xiangbei get rally muscle memory?