Yes, Wu Shi was executing an extreme late-braking maneuver once again. After the Mercedes-Benz ahead slowed down slightly, the Williams took the lead in the blink of an eye, followed by a few wisps of white smoke billowing from its front tires.
Because his inside line was blocked, Rosberg had to take a wider trajectory. Even with a Mercedes-Benz, he was bound to lose some time. But once they exited the corner, it would be a completely different story.
Rosberg practically hugged Wu Shi's car as they navigated the turn. Although he was half a car length behind, this positioned him to accelerate earlier.
"I can't afford to save the tires anymore!"
Wu Shi gritted his teeth, pushing his senses to the absolute limit. The feedback from every square centimeter of tire contact with the asphalt was vividly mapped out in his mind.
He accelerated early.
