It’s Colder Today

Here, hundreds of riders have given their lives on this track.

But a hundred years ago until now, human beings are still chasing souls on this track.

Shi Yun watched the heavily armed racers flash past in front of her. She always felt that everyone looked like Wei Songying, and it was she who began to pray that he would not be here.

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In the morning, Zhang Guangwei and Lite went to pick up Wei Songying, and they also brought Wei Songying's dog son with them.

The little guy has been receiving intravenous drips in the pet hospital for the past few days. After burning his father several hundred pounds, he finally returned to his previous life and spirit.

The two knew each other well and used the spare key to open the house that Wei Zongying bought on the Isle of Man. It was a small white bungalow with a yard in front. Last month, after a neighbor complained about the poor landscaping of the yard, he didn't know when to make an appointment. The gardeners renovated it and it looks very good now.

Parked in the yard were his cars, an RV and a mountain bike.

Dogs who haven't been home for several days still remember the smell of home. Before Wei Zongying went out, he added dog food to the dog bowl and filled the pet water dispenser with water.

He picked up the jacket that was casually placed on the sofa and followed the two people out the door.

He sat in the back row with a lazy posture, occupying most of the back row. The car drove to the starting point of the race, where many huge tents were set up.

They have their own separate resting area with an operating table.

and a car with a number plastered on the front.

——10.

There is still an hour before the start of practice. The swing arm problem mentioned last time was solved yesterday, but the specific situation depends on the feedback after today’s training.

Wei Zongying went inside to change clothes, and when he came out, Lite was still carefully inspecting the car with goggles on. Just as he was about to ask Li Te where Zhang Guangwei had gone, he heard the sound of propellers.

The two of them looked at the roof of the tent in tacit agreement. They couldn't see anything, but they knew it was the air rescue helicopter hovering over the Isle of Man.

After breakfast, he had to set off from the staging area.

Driving the car to the starting point, although it was just training, there were still many people watching.

He has driven on this track many times, and death has never defeated him.

Although he broke his bones several times, life is still fresh now.

People who have experienced the dangers and should have backed down are still active on this track.

After his body has experienced this kind of stimulation, nothing he does can arouse that kind of pleasure in him anymore. This kind of stimulation has become addictive.

After putting on his helmet, he saw that Zhang Guangwei and Lite had already got off the track and were standing outside the track waving to him. Zhang Guangwei's mouth was moving, probably praying again.

Ten seconds before the countdown starts is when your brain is most active. Then turn off the accelerator and watch the familiar Mount Bry appear in front of you.

All around you are the noise of the engine and the wind. Because I know that no mistakes are allowed on this track, my whole body is tense. But when my nerves are tense to a certain extent, and I feel the soul-exile feeling brought by the speed of 200 per hour, there is nothing better than this.

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All the cars speeding past Shi Yun were like shadows. Shi Yun couldn't see clearly because the speed of the cars was too fast.

The entire 60-kilometer track includes urban streets and mountain roads. Onlookers sat on the lawn and on the roofs of their homes.

The track is a circle, with Shi Yun in the middle. People in the same group said that a helicopter came today, and two more will come in a few days. By then, their group will also be on the helicopter.

They were excited to learn that they could get on the plane because they could overlook the entire competition from a high place. Shi Yun couldn't get excited at all. His face was so pale from fright that he looked like a person in need of rescue.

The race takes less than two hours and only takes 17 to 18 minutes to cover more than 60 kilometers.

Shi Yun thought that she had seen the Isle of Man TT competition on TV several times with Jeff before and her mental quality was okay. But when she saw a car falling in front of her, she stopped breathing.

There were also vehicles coming from behind like lightning. The driver's fall didn't look too serious. He climbed tremblingly to the side of the road to avoid being hit by the vehicle behind and causing secondary injuries.

Opening the helmet's windshield and seeing European facial features, Shi Yun suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately it wasn't him, but when I thought about it, no matter who it was, it was pitiful.

Before Shi Yun had time to communicate with him, he had lost his heartbeat and breathing.

Shi Yun unbuttoned his racing suit and immediately performed cardiopulmonary resuscitation. The staff brought a stretcher cart.

The person in the same team touched his carotid artery and nodded to Shi Yun: It works.

The ambulance parked not far away near the starting point was already on standby. After Shi Yun exchanged with the same team again, his arms and shoulders were still sore. He watched the cyanosis on the mouth and lips of the person on the stretcher car gradually fade away, biting his lip and continued. Keep doing CPR.

The staff pushed them and rushed to the ambulance. She knelt on the stretcher, squeezing out the little strength she had left.

She didn't notice a look falling on her among the riders who had completed their training at the finish line.

The ambulance door opened and closed, blocking the scorching sight. The driver then drove her and the patient to the hospital as fast as possible.