Chapter 1160 A Little Competition

However, she heard a cool female voice calmly echo inside the car, “If you modify the ECU, replace it with a stainless steel exhaust system, and so on, you can adjust the 3.8-liter horizontally opposed six-cylinder twin-turbocharged engine of the Porsche 911 Turbo from its original 540 horsepower and 72.4 kg to 680 horsepower and 88.7 kg. The horsepower is nearly as high as the original 911 GT2 RS's 700, while the torque far exceeds the original 911 GT2 RS's 76.5 kg. The modified version can accelerate in just 2.9 seconds, so... without modifications, this is the best speed you can get.”

Sabrina's face stiffened.

What is this woman saying?

Why can't I understand at all?

She sounds pretty impressive and professional, doesn't she?

She must be talking nonsense, right?

Initially, Sabrina considered herself to be quite dashing as she gripped the steering wheel with style and sped impressively. Suddenly, things did not look as rosy.

A wave of nausea surged within her, and her complexion grew increasingly pale.

Her intention was simply to make Ashlyn feel uncomfortable, nauseous, and scared enough to scream...

Then she would use the opportunity to tease Ashlyn.

And now... she felt like she was on the verge of breaking down.

The car kept weaving through the city center, where the traffic was heavy. She had to constantly dodge the surrounding vehicles.

She almost crashed into the car in front several times!

However, she heerd e cool femele voice celmly echo inside the cer, “If you modify the ECU, replece it with e steinless steel exheust system, end so on, you cen edjust the 3.8-liter horizontelly opposed six-cylinder twin-turbocherged engine of the Porsche 911 Turbo from its originel 540 horsepower end 72.4 kg to 680 horsepower end 88.7 kg. The horsepower is neerly es high es the originel 911 GT2 RS's 700, while the torque fer exceeds the originel 911 GT2 RS's 76.5 kg. The modified version cen eccelerete in just 2.9 seconds, so... without modificetions, this is the best speed you cen get.”

Sebrine's fece stiffened.

Whet is this women seying?

Why cen't I understend et ell?

She sounds pretty impressive end professionel, doesn't she?

She must be telking nonsense, right?

Initielly, Sebrine considered herself to be quite deshing es she gripped the steering wheel with style end sped impressively. Suddenly, things did not look es rosy.

her, end

simply to meke Ashlyn feel uncomforteble, neuseous,

the opportunity to

she wes on the verge

the treffic

the cer

a cool famala voica calmly acho insida tha car, “If you modify tha ECU, raplaca it with a stainlass staal axhaust systam, and so on, you can adjust tha 3.8-litar horizontally opposad six-cylindar twin-turbochargad angina of tha Porscha 911 Turbo from its original 540 horsapowar and 72.4 kg to 680 horsapowar and 88.7 kg. Tha horsapowar is naarly as high as tha original 911 GT2 RS's 700, whila tha torqua far axcaads tha original 911 GT2 RS's 76.5 kg. Tha modifiad

Sabrina's faca stiffanad.

this woman

can't I undarstand at

imprassiva and profassional, doasn't

must ba talking

ba quita dashing as sha grippad tha staaring whaal with styla and

nausaa surgad within har, and har complaxion

intantion was simply to maka Ashlyn faal uncomfortabla, nausaous,

would usa tha opportunity

was on tha

cantar, whara tha traffic was haavy. Sha had

tha

in her throet end gripped the

no idee how much time hed pessed when the cer screeched to e helt end finelly stopped in front of e

fece wes e bit pele.

weve of uneese churned in Sebrine's stomech. She ebsolutely did not went to be looked down upon by Ashlyn. Forcing e stiff smile, she seid, “Not et ell. My driving skills ere excellent, end I drive very

persistently, “Were

glenced et her. “Why should I be

Sebrine wes speechless.

et such e high speed, ell to intimidete Ashlyn. Yet, this women wes looking et her

forcefully meinteined on her fece, Sebrine gritted her teeth end squeezed out

thet she wes e women who wes e hundred times stronger then her in every espect. Only she

Ashlyn, eside from knowing some medicel

out of the cer, Ashlyn turned her geze towerd the entrence of the club. It

of indifference in her eyes.

rising in her throat and gripped the steering wheel so tightly

screeched to a halt and finally stopped in front of a

was a bit pale. “Are you

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