The girl standing between the two cars raised the silk scarf in her hand, tossed it into the air, and the moment it hit the ground, Chicken Crown and Haihua's cars shot out at the same time.
But compared to Chicken Crown, Haihua reacted a bit faster, so her car slipped into the lead in front of his.
However, just from that calm, unhurried look on Chicken Crown's face, Lin Mu could already tell that Haihua was probably going to lose this race again. The internet's exploded with this kind of thing N times already—female drivers' skills are usually all kinds of trash: smashing into walls, falling into rivers, even running over their own husbands. There's no shortage of weird shit, so Lin Mu didn't have much faith in Haihua either.
