In the room, Sun Tianhe stared at the data on the screen, a little stunned. It was the first time he had sat...
Initially, Hao Dong thought his performance would decline while racing in a foreign country. It seemed she had worried too much. Was this a decline? This was clearly an improvement!
However, Reisner and Qiong Hai were not to be outdone, trailing Lin Yan by less than a tenth of a second. It was a difference of mere milliseconds, and Qiong Hai's time had even surpassed Reisner's. Yamaha's surgical precision on the corners was still sharp.
From the moment Lin Yan set this lap time, Hao Dong knew that this qualifying session was practically a foregone conclusion.
High-angle cornering consumed a lot of tires, something rarely done in the race to conserve them. But in qualifying, with only one lap, Lin Yan could enter corners with high angles without holding back. Under such circumstances, as long as Lin Yan made no mistakes, this qualifying session was unbeatable, truly fulfilling Lin Yan's words: "Qualifying means invincibility!"
Unless someone could corner better than Lin Yan, but that was almost impossible.
Zhang Mingzhi and Venales, watching from the sidelines, also witnessed this. They were no longer shocked; in fact, they had grown accustomed to it. It seemed Lin Yan securing pole position was a certainty. The real challenge lay in the race, which was the most crucial event.
"Qiong Hai crossed the line! 1:47.346!"
Qiong Hai finished, followed closely by Reisner. Although Reisner had a strong finish, he ultimately couldn't beat Yamaha and secured second place.
However, he didn't relax after crossing the line. Instead, his gaze was fixed on the screen at the end of the track, eager to see what lap time that man could achieve.
The audience and Hao Dong were also anticipating it. Although Hao Dong had a rough idea of the result from the backstage data, guessing and witnessing were still different experiences.
Soon, Lin Yan crossed the line, and the time on the big screen immediately updated.
1:47.288
One minute and forty-seven point two eight eight seconds. He took first place!
Lin Yan's ranking rose to first, pushing aside the previous leader, Qiong Hai.
"Still this strong?"
Upon seeing the time, Reisner murmured.
It wasn't just Rens; even Qiong Hai was stunned by Lin Yan's performance. He truly hadn't expected Ducati to take pole position on this track.
This was truly historic. It seemed Ducati was truly on the rise!
"Damn, awesome!"
After Lin Yan crossed the line, Hao Dong was the first to exclaim, "Pole position! Damn, who else!"
The pole position time was refreshed!
The stands in China erupted again, Lin Yan reigniting the passion of the fans with his outstanding performance!
This was not only Ducati's first pole position in Country A but also China's first-ever pole position in Country A in history!
In contrast, the other stands were less enthusiastic, especially the local fans of Country A. Their driver, Qiong Hai, had been surpassed, so they were naturally displeased. Even Qiong Hai's expression was not very pleasant.
Ren Fei's performance was good, ranking eleventh. Racing in a foreign country and starting in the middle to upper ranks was already quite commendable.
This showed that Lin Yan's training was effective!
"Brother Lin, congratulations!"
Upon returning to the pit room and getting out of the car, Ren Fei came over to congratulate Lin Yan.
However, Lin Yan ignored him and walked straight towards his beloved wife.
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ps: The first crash some people have been waiting for is coming soon! [Official Spoiler]