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BIT students make distinct racing car

Sahara Samay reports:

The engineering students of BIT, Mesra have made a racing car which has a distinct quality, a reverse gear.

Talking to Sahara Samay, one of the students, who was the part of the project, told that the racing cars all over the world have bike engine and therefore don't possess reverse gear. He further told that they first searched and then used a car engine in their racing car that provides it the reverse gear.

The Jharkhand Industry and Forest Minister, Sudhir Kumar Mahto, while showering lavish praise on the brainy students said that not only the state, the entire country should be proud of them. He told how these students approached him and when he heard their project, he immediately announced financial help of Rs 13 lakhs as asked by them. The car has been made at the cost Rs 25 lakh.
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