It was unexpected to meet another biker while traveling. The Harley uncle, who was itching for a race, was about to challenge the newly met biker.
However, upon turning his head, he saw the Suzuki Hayabusa beneath Lin Yan and immediately shut his mouth.
He hadn't eaten breakfast, and his back was a bit sore. He wouldn't race today, but next time, he definitely would.
After leaving the city, Lin Yan carefully observed the Indian motorcycle. It was a black Indian Black Horse sidecar version. This regular version cost around three to four hundred thousand yuan, which was considered a luxury vehicle among sidecars.
It was handsome, but it was a retro cruiser, which Lin Yan wasn't very fond of. After all, young people should ride sportbikes. If they don't ride sportbikes when they're young, when will they?
After leaving the city, with no speed limit, Lin Yan twisted the throttle to the max, leaving the Indian uncle far behind.
Watching the Suzuki Hayabusa speed away, the Indian uncle gritted his teeth and finally gave up on chasing Lin Yan.
The morning sun was scorching, but it also meant it was a good day.
With a piercing screech of brakes, the Suzuki Hayabusa slowly stopped in front of the racetrack. Since he was going to test the bike on the track, Lin Yan didn't stop at the base entrance but drove directly in.
Ren Fei arrived exceptionally early today, having started training at dawn. Seeing this, Lin Yan nodded with satisfaction. The young man was very motivated.
However, Ren Fei wasn't using a factory bike today but a modified Ducati V4, a production model.
The team's four factory bikes had been crashed yesterday, and Zhang Mingzhi and the others hadn't repaired them yet. Factory bikes weren't cheap; they didn't usually prepare so many.
If needed, they were assembled and delivered directly from the factory. After all, no F1 team's base would have so many F1 race cars readily available.
The latest factory bikes were already being transported. Lin Yan had directly ordered eight units, with a total value of over two hundred million yuan. He was simply extravagant. Just because other teams couldn't afford them didn't mean Lin Yan's team couldn't.
Before heading to the off-road area, Lin Yan decided to first test his results from yesterday.
"Good morning, Young Master Lin!"
"Good morning! Young Master!"
Upon entering the pit garage, everyone in the team greeted Lin Yan as he arrived. They were still repairing the bikes. Since they didn't work overtime last night, they had to catch up during the day.
After changing into his leathers, Lin Yan mounted the Suzuki Hayabusa and headed onto the track. Although classified as a touring bike, no one dared to claim the Suzuki Hayabusa was merely a touring bike.
On the track, Lin Yan immediately revved the Suzuki Hayabusa's engine. He was the first to take it to the track without even completing the break-in period.
After running one lap to warm up the tires with the track's temperature, Ren Fei also noticed Lin Yan. Seeing Lin Yan riding a Suzuki Hayabusa, Ren Fei was slightly puzzled. Had Brother Lin gotten a new bike again?
With the tires warmed up, Lin Yan deliberately slowed down. As Ren Fei passed him, he accelerated and followed Ren Fei.
With the two bikes one behind the other, the Suzuki Hayabusa latched onto the slipstream of the Ducati V4. Lin Yan's move instantly put Ren Fei under invisible pressure.
Unintentionally increasing the throttle, Lin Yan didn't make Ren Fei wait too long. At the first corner ahead, Lin Yan launched an attack on Ren Fei.
This scene on the track also attracted the attention of Zhang Mingzhi and Vinales, who both walked out of the pit garage.
"Do you think it's okay for the Young Master to train like this before the race?"
Watching the two on the track, Zhang Mingzhi said with some concern. At this moment, Zhang Mingzhi was wearing a work uniform with a few oil stains on it, and he held a wrench in his hand.
They had gone out to have fun last night, so they had to work hard today. Even he, the chief mechanic, was personally involved.
"Don't worry, Lin has his limits!"
Vinales knew what Zhang Mingzhi was worried about. It was nothing more than fearing that Lin Yan's aggressive pushing of Ren Fei's limits might lead to an accident.
After all, if they were battling closely and Ren Fei crashed, they could easily collide if they were too close. Getting injured before the race would be a bad omen.
Although the Suzuki Hayabusa wasn't suitable for tracks with many corners, its performance ultimately depended on the rider.
At the first corner, Lin Yan and Ren Fei braked late. Not only was the braking late, but it was also very strong. Before entering the corner, the rear wheels of both bikes almost lifted off the ground simultaneously, performing a slight wheelie.
They hovered in the air for about three seconds before slowly landing. As the rear wheels touched down, the bikes began to lean towards the inside of the corner, a textbook lean.
The Suzuki Hayabusa followed closely behind the Ducati V4 into the corner. Although the position seemed unchanged, Lin Yan had subtly closed the distance between them.
Using the Suzuki Hayabusa's stock brakes to compete with the heavily modified brakes of the Ducati team, Lin Yan was still able to close the gap, which showed the significant difference in skill between Lin Yan and Ren Fei.
With their skill gap, Lin Yan was more than qualified to be Ren Fei's master.
Leaning, knee-dragging, and then exiting the corner. Although Lin Yan exited the corner faster, he still didn't overtake Ren Fei. Production bikes were still a bit lacking compared to the professionally modified factory bikes. In terms of tires and engine performance, the stock Ducati V4, after modifications by a professional team, was almost completely superior to the Suzuki Hayabusa.
However, Lin Yan still clung tightly to Ren Fei's tail, continuously applying pressure.
During the lean just now, Lin Yan could clearly feel the bike shaking violently. It shook so much that Lin Yan dared not lean any further, shaking even more than the previous Kawasaki.
It seemed that the Suzuki Hayabusa, like the Kawasaki H2R, was good for straight-line speed but not so much for track riding. For actual track riding, one needed bikes with stronger overall performance.
Being strong in a straight line didn't necessarily mean a fast lap time. Otherwise, the GP22 would have dominated MotoGP.
In the subsequent corners, the two exchanged positions several times. Lin Yan overtook Ren Fei multiple times, but Ren Fei would quickly overtake him back.
After a period of position changes, the Suzuki Hayabusa's disadvantage became apparent. The stock tires of production bikes were far inferior to the slick racing tires used in competitions. One was for commuting, and the other was for racing; the difference was considerable.
In stock form, the Suzuki Hayabusa could definitely outperform the Ducati V4 in a straight line. However, after extensive modifications by a professional team, the Ducati V4 could even slightly edge out the Suzuki Hayabusa in a straight line.