"Where did this driver with no technique come from? Has he gone mad? Accelerating in a curve?" Tang Mo's mood was spoiled by the cheering below, as he turned to Harry and asked.
"It's a... small team from the Flo Trading Company, not much experience," Harry explained innocently—he wasn't the father of these people, how could he be expected to manage such trivia?
A nameless driver from an unknown small team—whether they came to the track to train, test run, or get to know the circuit... who knows?
On the other side, some people from the Flo Trading Company team were not so disheartened, even a little excited.
Because it was clear they could not win first place, their focus was instead on the advertising effect.
Obviously, the advertisement on a car that was knocked flying off the track was definitely memorable.
The race continued, no one stopped for a car that crashed off the track, the cheering carried on, and the roar of the car engines likewise continued.
