Chapter 181: Bike Sickness?

This race ended surprisingly early.

When Mag glanced back and saw no sign of the carriage, he smiled, his face all red. He had raced back in university, and had been pretty good at it.

Amy also took a glance back. "We won, Father! You're so amazing!" she said cheerfully.

His daughter's praise made him feel even happier than if he had won the Tour de France. Mag smiled. "Let's go to school." He slowed down the speed.

Actually, he had raced in the Tour de France before. His sprint speed had reached 70 km/h, which had been pretty fast. The pros were much faster—80km/h. Even race horses couldn't compete with them, let alone carriages.

He was a little panting now due to the poor shape he was in, but thanks to the system, he could still easily reach 40 km/h. The top speed of that carriage was around 25 km/h, so it was impossible for it to catch up with him.