Chapter: 1271

Yolande screamed in horror, saying, "How can she avoid it? Will they crash and tumble off the cliff?"

It wasn't out of the realm of possibility. Racing thrives on speed and fervor. No car on the racetrack ever eased up. The idea of slowing down simply didn't cross anyone's mind.

A shadow fell over Marlin's eyes. He was convinced the two cars were bound to collide.

The vehicles were so near each other and speeding so quickly that avoiding a collision seemed out of the question.

Amy's eyes were wide with fear, and her heart pounded loudly, stuck in her throat. She was too scared to speak.

Nora was just as shocked. Realizing the gravity of the moment, she glanced at the mountain wall and the fenceless road, then slammed her foot on the accelerator and picked up speed.

Everyone was shocked when the white Ferrari picked up speed once again, sliding at a breathtaking pace. With less than half a car's distance between an oncoming vehicle and the roadside, it daringly completed a bold overtaking maneuver.

The rear part of the white Ferrari was dangerously close to being off the cliff, with about a third of it hanging over the edge.

Once past the danger, Nora drove swiftly down the mountain, seemingly unfazed by the heart-stopping moment she just experienced.

At the mountain's base, the crowd erupted in applause and cheers.

“Wow! This is the most thrilling race I've ever seen! It's so cool!"

"Yes! Such fast reflexes! How did she manage to pass in such a dangerous spot?"

“It felt like I was watching a professional racing event. Incredible!"

"Her driving skills surpass those of Hans and Marlin. It's hard to believe!"

Performing drifting and overtaking at a sharp turn seemed nearly impossible.

Yet the white Ferrari effortlessly managed to do it.

Yolande slumped back in the seat, breathless. “Damn it! That was terrifying. I'm still shaken from that. My legs went weak just now!"

Marlin's car swiftly rounded the vehicle ascending the mountain. He too was in a state of disbelief.

The Ferrari zoomed ahead, avoiding a collision!

"I can't fathom there's another woman skilled in racing like Norah!"

Norah, the epitome of driving prowess in her eyes. The Ferrari's owner matched her abilities.

Marlin couldn't match Norah's driving finesse.

Hans and Rosalee, who were slightly behind, also witnessed the scene.

A thought crossed Rosalee's mind in that moment.