Gao Guang pressed the accelerator like a madman, driving the taxi at the very limit of his driving skills.
Put another way, Gao Guang's driving skills were indeed lacking. He had to slow down to below thirty miles per hour on bends that he could have taken at sixty, otherwise he felt the car would flip and throw him out.
As a result, despite chasing hard, and even though he was ahead of Morris, he ultimately let Morris reach the apartment first.
"The target is arriving! Where are you?"
Came the frantic urging and questioning from Javert over the phone, but Gao Guang could only watch helplessly as two cars, one in front of the other, rushed toward the entrance of the apartment.