During the F1 Abu Dhabi season finale, surrounded by an ocean of red flags waving in the stands, Wu Shi was involved in a catastrophic collision. He was launched off the circuit, tragically losing his life.

When he woke up again, he found himself thrown back to the year 2007.

That year, ambitious Fernando Alonso officially joined McLaren, setting his sights straight on the WDC.

That year, Lewis Hamilton had just stepped onto the F1 stage, long before heading to Mercedes to forge his seven-title dynasty. 

That year, Max Verstappen had just transitioned into the karting Mini-Max category, about to unleash a bloodbath on the racing calendar and make his mark.

That year… it felt as if nothing had even started yet, but at the same time, as if everything was already set in stone.

Standing trackside once again, all Wu Shi could recall was that devastating 80G impact from his past life, overwhelmed by an extreme, paralyzing fear of speed.

He thought he would never have the courage to sit inside a monocoque chassis again.

That was, until a voice rang out from behind him—

“Hey! You must be Wu Shi? How about we go for a race?” “What? Too scared? Are all Chinese people this insecure?”

The car accelerated fiercely like an unleashed beast. Raindrops splashed against the chassis, instantly swept backward by the rushing airflow.


The first set of corners was a combination of the right-hand Turn 1 and the left-hand Turn 2. Under normal circumstances, sticking to the left racing line was undoubtedly the optimal way to enter Turn 1. However, right now, the standing water on the right line was more consistent. In other words, the fluctuations in grip would be minimal, which was the only way to ensure the car's stability.


A thick mist of rain blotted out the sky. As he approached Turn 1, Wu Shi downshifted while shifting into the left lane. After crossing the DRS white line, he decelerated even more sharply, slowly diving into the hemisphere-like Turn 1.


Chapter 188 - Chapter 105: I Just Did My Part